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CHAPTER 110 — CAMILLE'S REVELATION
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The security plates had almost completed their descent when Camille's bronze folder jammed the drive gears. The massive iron portcullis, designed to withstand the weight of a battering ram, ground to a halt six inches from the floor, its primary counterweights jammed by a bronze legislative folder wedged directly into the gear teeth. Through the narrow gap, Camille stepped into the flashing green moss light. Her midnight-blue advocate robes were torn at the hem, slick with the greasy tallow of the lower machinery galleries, but her hands were steady as she drew a short iron iron-cutting chisel from her sleeve. "You have exactly four minutes before Cassian’s clerks override the manual bypass," Camille said. Her voice carried no panic, only the rapid, precise cadence of a lawyer reading an indictment. "The High Council has already signed the emergency enforcement writ, Marcus. The Royal Guard isn't coming down the main lifts. They are flooding the secondary drainage lines to drown t
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The slant of amber light from the high solar cut through the subterranean dark like a physical blade. Elena squinted through the blinding glare, her boots skidding on the cold granite as she tracked the massive, three-hundred-foot drop between the First Queen's murals and the royal altar above. Beside her, Marcus didn't rage. He stood rigid, his head tilted back, his eyes locked onto the distant silhouette of King Alaric. The silver veins beneath Marcus’s collarbone were no longer humming; they were screaming, pulsing a violent, radiant violet that bled through the fabric of his vest. "Look at the mechanism of the opening, Elena," Marcus whispered, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that barely carried through the grinding of the iron gears. "The ceiling didn't just open. The entire foundation is built around an alignment loop. The altar above sits directly over the center of the First Queen’s vault." Elena didn't look at the gears. Her eyes were fixed on a small, bronze-bound ledge
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The air beneath the Citadel didn't circulate; it stagnated inside a cold, geometric labyrinth of black basalt that smelled of wet slate and old bone. Elena led the way, her fingers brushing along the damp, close-set masonry of the lower foundation tunnels. Behind her, Marcus moved like a wounded predator. His breathing was heavy, a ragged, wet sound that rattled in the narrow corridor. The silver veins beneath his collarbone were glowing an intense, volatile violet now, casting sharp, skeletal shadows against the dark stone walls. "The tunnel is widening," Elena whispered, her voice pitched so low it was almost lost to the dripping water. "Look at the tooling marks on the granite, Marcus. This isn't Capital construction. The stones aren't held together by modern mortar. They're locked by weight alone." Marcus stopped, leaning his heavy shoulder against the rough wall to steady himself. He pressed a hand over his chest, his jaw grinding as a visible spasm of pain shot through his
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