Chapter 39 : Ashes of Verdict

Arial Blake 1.3k words

I didn’t realize the High Council chambers could feel this cold until I stepped inside. The air was heavy with judgment, the kind that presses down on your chest, makes you stand straighter than you want, makes your pulse follow someone else’s rhythm. Silver torches flickered along the dark marble...

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