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Erick I didn’t wait for Caleb to say a word inside my mother’s chamber. I simply turned on my heel and walked out. If I stayed in that room a second longer, with the scent of their… comfort lingering in the air, I might snap. He followed immediately, footsteps hurried and uneven, like a student summoned by a strict instructor. The door shut behind us with a soft thud. The corridor was empty. Silent. Still. Perfect. As soon as we were completely out of earshot, he tried—desperately—to speak first. “Your Majesty, I—I can explain why I was in the Queen’s chambers. I came because I had something important to tell her. I wasn’t trying to—” “Stop talking.” My voice cut through his rambling like a blade. He shut up instantly. I turned fully to face him, studied him for a solid, heavy s

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