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Chapter 28: Call From The Council
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... tering soft light through the wide-open windows of their residence. Outside, the wind whispered through the leaves like a gentle lullaby, but within the quiet chamber, a different rhythm unfolded — quiet, deliberate, and full of unspoken connection.
Evon stood at the threshold of the balcony, the warm night breeze tousling his dark hair as he gazed out over the dim gardens. Behind him, the soft shuffle of footsteps reached his ears.
Yena approached slowly, her golden hair spillin ...
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