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Chapter 61; Love, duty, power

THRYSTAN POV

The door of the throne room closed behind me with a heavy thud, the sound reverberating down the long, empty hallway. My boots cracked against the stone floor, each step a reminder of the weight pressing on my chest. I needed air—space away from the suffocating words of my father and the ghosts he had raised with them.

Love. Duty. Power.

They were all tangled together in a knot I wasn’t sure I could unravel. But I knew one thing for certain: I wasn’t going to bury Arwyn. Not like he did.

The torches lining the hallway flickered as I made my way toward the Nirhet Chambers. The shadows seemed to chase after me, dancing mockingly on the stone walls, as if they knew the turmoil twisting inside me. I wasn’t ready to face anyone, least of all myself, but there was no room for weakness now. Not with the heist looming. Not with everything at stake.

I'm suddenly distracted by the muffled sound of two people talking from mothers bedroom so I open it to be sure she was alright and m
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