Seraphine POVOne thing I hated about things like this was the smell..The council chamber smelled of old stone, incense, and misused power.I felt it the moment I crossed the threshold, the way the air thickened, the way every breath carried weight. Torches lined the walls, their flames steady and unforgiving, casting long dark shadows that stretched like trees and fingers across the floor.I did not like this place.I never liked this place.. Ever since I stayed here I’d always hated this particular room.My skin prickled as though it remembered something my mind refused to name.I shifted slightly in my seat and that was when the discomfort truly began.It was not pain.. No, not exactly.It was a tightening in my chest, it was like a crawling unease that slid beneath my ribs and coiled there, whispering to me that something was seriously wrong.. Very wrong.I inhaled slowly.Then it happened again and again and again..Despite how many times I tried to inhale and exhale, the feeli
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