Aziel’s POVThe summons came at dusk, and this time it was not delivered through a servant or even Soren. Ragnar came himself.The door to my quarters opened without warning, but I did not turn immediately. I remained by the window, looking out at the courtyard below where soldiers trained in precise formations, their movements sharp and disciplined. I let him step fully into the room before acknowledging him. If he expected obedience, he would continue to be disappointed.“You’re adjusting quickly,” Ragnar said.His voice carried the same calm weight as always, controlled and unreadable.“I don’t have a choice,” I replied, finally turning to face him.He studied me for a moment, his gaze slower this time, more deliberate, as though measuring something that had shifted since the last time we spoke. “You always have a choice.”I held his gaze without flinching. “You didn’t come here to discuss that.”“No,” he said, stepping closer. “Walk.”It was not a request, but I moved anyway, not
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