The next evening, Seren stood before the heavy oak doors of the Kael’s study, feeling less like a villainess plotting a coup and more like a student about to fail a final exam.She was dressed in a simple, sleeveless tunic and loose trousers made of soft, breathable cotton—an outfit chosen for function, not fashion. She rolled her shoulders, took a deep breath, and pushed the doors open.The study had changed.The massive oak desk was pushed against the far wall. The rugs had been rolled up, revealing the dark, polished stone floor beneath. The room felt emptier, colder, and vastly more intimidating.Kael stood in the center of the open space. He had discarded his usual formal coat, wearing only a thin black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing forearms corded with muscle.He looked dangerous. And focused.“You’re late,” he said, not turning around as he adjusted a cuff.“I’m on time,” Seren countered, stepping inside. “You’re just early.”Kael turned, his amber e
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