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Chapter 397 - In The Distance

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(Adelaide & Cael)

The forest transformed itself long before Adelaide glimpsed the palace.

It started as a pressure beneath her ribs, subtle enough to masquerade as exhaustion, the ache of too many impossible truths pressed into the architecture of one body. With every step, the air thickened, not with heat but with a mineral density that clung to her skin, raising the fine hairs along her arms in silent warning. The trees had been ancient for miles, but here they had crossed an unseen thresho
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