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Chapter 175

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Andrew’s POV

I couldn’t sleep again. Not after that message.

The relic belongs to me now.

Dorian didn’t have to sign his name—we all knew who sent it. The words were enough.

No other person knew about the relic we had in our possession.

Elara hadn’t said a word since we returned. She sat at the edge of the firepit behind the west wing, where the grass still bore bloodstains from last night’s attack.

She stared into the flame like she could will herself to burn, or maybe disappear into it.

I stayed back at first. Watching. Thinking.

Then I finally walked over, crouched beside her.

“You don’t have to go.”

She didn’t even look up. Just flicked her eyes toward the flame, lips pressed tight.

“Elara,” I tried again, softer this time. “You don’t have to leave.”

She turned slowly. There was something unreadable in her face—tired, proud, uncertain.

“You saw what the council did,” she said quietly. “They made up their minds before I even walked in the room.”

“I don’t care what they decided,”
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