Silence settled over the Royal Council Chamber long after Kaelara finished speaking. It was not the silence of disbelief, nor one born from confusion alone. Rather, it was the heavy, suffocating quiet that only existed when seasoned warriors realized they had been staring at nothing more than the surface of a far greater storm. The crackling fire in the marble hearth became the only sound echoing through the vast chamber as each person around the obsidian council table retreated into their own thoughts. Beyond the towering windows, warm sunlight poured across the capital of the Obsidian Dominion. Yet despite the brightness outside, the atmosphere within remained cold, tense, and impossibly heavy. At the head of the table sat Aurelian, his piercing molten-gold eyes never leaving the woman before him. Throughout his life, he had interrogated countless spies, broken the resolve of captured Alphas, stared down assassins, politicians, traitors, kings, and liars alike. Years of
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