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Chapter 17: Zoran's Letter

Author: TheRunesmith
last update publish date: 2026-05-28 11:23:46

The letter arrived three days after the dinner.

Formal. Sealed with Greyveil's silver crest.

Addressed not to Caius but to the estate - a calculated choice, I understood immediately, because a letter addressed to the Alpha could be intercepted or withheld by his Beta.

A letter addressed to the estate was delivered to the head of household, which was Heda, who was required by protocol to announce its arrival publicly at the morning gathering.

Zoran had done his research.

I was in the great hall
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