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Chapter 89.

Author: Tyna Morrin
last update publish date: 2026-05-09 15:35:42

Seraphine’s POV

“You’re losing control of the territory.”

The words came carefully from Elder Varric, but I still heard the accusation beneath them. We stood inside the private council chamber hidden beneath the western wing while rain hammered against the stone outside. Only three people remained in the room now.

Me.

Varric.

And the coward pretending not to panic beside him.

Councilman Theron refused to meet my eyes while pacing near the fireplace like movement alone could save him from conse
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