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Ch. 23

Author: Cara Anderson
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Selene

Hours later, freshly bathed and impeccably dressed in a gown designed specifically for the final night of the Choosing Gala, I enter Magistra Vega's chambers for our ritual preparation. She sits at a table covered with ceremonial implements—silver bowls, ancient texts, herbs and crystals arranged in precise patterns.

"Princess," she acknowledges without warmth. "We have adjusted our approach given the night's failure."

Baron Krell stands by the window, his military posture never relaxing even in private. "The ritual will proceed as planned," he informs me. "With one significant modification."

Vega indicates a delicate crystal vial containing iridescent blue liquid. "Dream flower essence," she explains. "Extremely potent, especially to one with dual nature like the prince. Combined with certain catalysts, it will trigger the separation we require."

"Without a Silverspiral healer?" I question, eyeing the vial warily.

"We have other resources," Vega says dismissively. "Less ideal,
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