Chapter 23 Darian

N. C. Harriet 1.1k words

DARIAN

Morning light filters through the tall windows of the dining hall, casting a golden hue over the polished mahogany table. I settle into my usual seat, the weight of yesterday's battles still pressing heavily on my shoulders. The scent of roasted meats and freshly baked bread wafts through the air,...

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