Agora’s POV “We’re wasting time, Agora.” The old bastard slammed his fist on the table so hard it shook the cups. You could hear the impatience in his voice. “Kael’s armies swell with every moon. If we don’t act...” I cut him off, sharp as a blade. “Enough.” My voice thundered through the chamber, snapping the air in half. You could’ve heard a pin drop after that. Gods, they made me sick bickering like crows over a carcass, clutching at fear while I needed them to have a damn spine. I didn't bother to hear another word. I just waved my hand, indicating the meeting was over, and slammed the door behind me. Finally, I could breathe. War rumors buzzed like flies, Kael’s name on every tongue, and my people clung to me for hope. Fine, I’d give them strength, even if it killed me. But tonight? My patience was already out. I walked down the corridor, desperate to get to my room for a little peace. As soon as I got to the door, I flung the room open. A girl hell, a maid sprawled out on
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