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Percy Langford The second I opened my eyes the next morning, I knew peace was over. I sat at the edge of the bed for a long moment rubbing a hand slowly down my face while yesterday’s disaster replayed itself inside my head with painful clarity. Seraphina crying. Seraphina angry. Seraphina humiliated. Moon Goddess. That combination alone could destabilize governments. I already knew what she would do next. Not because Seraphina was cruel by nature. But because she was emotional, powerful, and completely unused to rejection. Which made her dangerous when hurt. I showered quickly before dressing in dark uniform clothing and leaving my quarters without breakfast. The imperial halls were already awake by the time I crossed the eastern wing, servants rushing through corridors carryi