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Chapter 44; A War
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Caelora’s fingers danced in the air, and the small ball of water hovering in her palm began to expand. It swirled and shimmered, catching the light like liquid silver. I held my breath as the ball grew larger, its surface rippling and distorting until it no longer looked like water at all but a perfect window into another world.The room dimmed, the only light now coming from the water sphere. I felt a chill in the air, as if a storm was brewing inside that small orb. My eyes were fixed on it, heart pounding in my chest. The sphere trembled for a moment, then settled, and the vision began to take shape.Within the orb, dark shadows spread across the landscape like spilled ink, seeping into every corner of Lyria and beyond. A desolate, forsaken land came into view, the vibrant greens and golds of the forests replaced by a sickly, grayish hue. The sky above was dark, choked with clouds, and from those clouds, the Algoths poured down like rain—more than I had ever imagined. Their twisted
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The dining hall was thick with an uneasy tension as we gathered around the long oak table. The room itself felt smaller than usual, the flickering firelight casting long shadows over the walls, only adding to the palpable discomfort that hung in the air. Valen and the other Faeries had taken their seats opposite us, their presence unsettling the household staff, who couldn’t stop glancing nervously in their direction.I shifted in my chair, my eyes flitting across the table. Father sat at the head, his jaw set, as though he were trying to suppress the chaos still raging in his mind from the vision we had just witnessed. Edina, sitting to his right, toyed with the edge of her goblet, her brow furrowed in thought. Across from her, Rhaenan sat stiffly but still managed to look at ease and at home with a lingering smile on his face. And beside him, Valen’s wings were folded tightly against his back.The silence was almost unbearable, broken only by the soft rustle of the servants bringin
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Adrian stepped into the garden, his normally composed expression faltering as he took in the sight before him. His sharp blue eyes, usually so cold and calculating, widened slightly as they landed on me—on Valen and me—standing so intimately close. His gaze flicked to Valen’s hand still resting possessively on the small of my back, the lingering heat of our kiss unmistakable in the air between us. For a moment, he just stood there, his face a mask of surprise, but I didn’t miss the flash of something darker—jealousy, perhaps—that briefly clouded his features.“Adrian,” I said, my voice wavering as I pulled away from Valen, though his hand remained, gently but firmly holding me in place. I could feel the tension radiating from Adrian, though his expression had already shifted back to its usual stoic indifference. Still, the way his jaw clenched betrayed him.“I didn’t realize I’d be interrupting…” Adrian’s voice was smooth, almost too calm, as his eyes fixed on Valen with a sharpness t
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