Nyx POV The door to the war room slammed against the stone wall with a crack that echoed like a gunshot. I didn’t merely enter; I conquered the space, my presence a storm that made the air itself bow. The man kneeling on the floor flinched so violently he nearly toppled over.“Look at me,” I said, my voice a low, silken threat. He forced his head up, eyes wide with terror. “You told me he would be there. You swore it on your life.”“My Queen, I—the information was solid! He was seen! He must have gotten word—““Must have?” I repeated, the words dripping with scorn. I began to pace, a panther caged in my own rage. “You bring me a rumor, you waste my time, and you let a ghost slip through my fingers. Again.”“I sent scouts! They confirmed—“I moved faster than he could blink. My kick caught him in the ribs, lifting him off the floor. He cried out, a wretched, gasping sound as he crumpled back onto the cold stone.“You did not confirm it yourself,” I snarled, looming over him. “You brou
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