Agora’s POVShe slipped in after midnight.I knew every footstep in this palace, every guard’s heavy stride, every servant’s hurried shuffle, every nervous pause where fear freezes the air. Obedience has its own rhythm here, and I hear it everywhere.Seraphine shattered that rhythm.I’m at my desk, the study door closed, candles almost burned down to nothing. Papers gather dust in front of me. I had switched on the shower so she wouldn't be alarmed whenshe returned. My wolf stirred under my skin, pacing, uneasy...not because of threats or politics, but because of her.The door opened.Too quiet.I didn’t need to look up. I felt her arrival in the shift of air, in the sudden tightness in my chest, like something of mine just crossed a line I never permitted her to cross. She slipped inside, closed the door behind her with deliberate care.Late. So much later than she should be.My hand dug into the edge of the desk.I should call her name. Demand an answer. Remind her servants not to
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