Chapter 57 A Future King

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*River*

I can’t take the silence anymore. Grief fills every hallway, every breath, every conversation that ends before it begins. Akin’s death has carved a hollow space inside each of us, and even though no one says his name out loud, it echoes through the palace like a ghost.

It’s been two...

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