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I told her kissing the tip of her nose Okay, last and final chapters. I'll have epilogue up

Val standing in the garden with tears in her eyes because some stubborn, broken part of her recognised beauty and didn’t know what to do with it. Somebody touched her. Their hands defiling her rage filled beauty, that thought is a slow poison blurring my vision. Mine. “You think they know what she is?” I ask quietly. Zarek hesitates. Tiny mistake, but I catch it all the same. “I think somebody knows enough,” he says carefully. A smile pulls at my mouth, frost begins a creep across the nearest console in delicate white veins. “Then they’d better pray I find them quickly.” Zarek studies me for a beat before switching the projections again. The realms blur past one after another.

I paid little attention to the festivities, preferring solitude in my study. As I approached the door to my private gun room, a frown creased my brow. It was a place of secrecy, a vault for my most prized possessions. The door should have been securely locked, yet it stood slightly ajar. Intrigued and cautious, I pushed it open, revealing a scene that left me bewildered.

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"It just happened. We didn’t mean for it to." "So it was an accident? You fell and your dick landed in her?" I didn’t give him a second to speak. My hand cracked against his cheek, the sound echoing in the small hallway. “How could you do this to me?” My voice shook, but it wasn’t from fear. He rubbed his jaw, more amused than hurt. “Do what?” “Don’t act like you don’t fucking know, the gallery, the tape, everyone saw it, Kole.” He leaned against the doorframe. “Relax. It was a joke. I didn’t even know you’d use that camera for your little show.”

Out of shock, Aaron held tightly the small box and hoped for Klaud's safety. "Klaud, still alive for Dianna and Kalex." He murmured and looked at the city lights for a while. On the contrary, Chris and Karah heard about Devon Flaming's brutality. They couldn't believe how and where he heard about the powerful hidden treasure. It has been kept for the very long time and only their family knew about its existence. Karah gasped, thinking about Klaud. She had never been seen him since he left earlier in the morning to visit Cielo's boutique.

“But it wasn’t mine.” I opened my mouth, then shut it. Because damn it—if he were lying, he’d overdo it. He’d smirk or toss out some clever remark to distract me. Instead, he looked almost… concerned. My brain, however, was still suspicious. Concern didn’t erase the fact that his family heirloom piece had practically waved hello at me from an enemy setup. “So what—you’re saying someone planted it?” I asked. “Yes,” he said without missing a beat. “Right. Because people just casually borrow Stormborne accessories and scatter them around crime scenes for fun.”

I wouldn't ask how she knew it belonged to me, because it was obvious it's mine. My father,the king, gave it to me on my twentieth birthday. It is rare in the pack. Everyone knows I was the only one who had it in the pack. “How did you get this?”.I asked in confusion,not believing I could be stupid enough to lose such a valuable item. “I picked it up at the pathway that leads to the dungeon”on hearing the dungeon, it dawned on me that she must have seen me entering the dungeon. I was lost for a minute before giving her a reply.

“Where did you find that?” I turned, looking at the hair pin she was pointing at. When I first picked it up, it had struck me as belonging to Vivian, but I knew it was impossible; Vivian would have no reason to be in a place like this. Nor would she likely still possess her jewelry if she was a rogue; it would have been stolen or sold. No, it was probably a mass-produced accessory, and someone in the area had the same one. I was just drawing connections where there were none because I was paranoid.

“Alright. I’m sorry. Just... wow. If you hadn’t corrected me, I really would’ve believed it.” I don't answer. I glanced down at the portmanteau resting at the edge of my bed. The sight of it pulled me back to last night’s reckless adventure—the torchlight, the quiet halls of Cromwell’s palace, the echo of our own footsteps that seemed too loud in my ears. A stolen chest, ripped from the depths of a neighboring kingdom. And here it sat, caked in dust, as though it had always belonged in my chamber.