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Chapter 43: Letters from the Northern Campaign

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The first letter arrived before dawn on the fourth day. Halrem was reviewing physician mortality reports beside the eastern chamber windows when a northern courier was escorted directly into her private study carrying a sealed black envelope marked with the Black Dominion crest.

The moment she saw the handwriting, something beneath her ribs tightened with immediate recognition.

The courier bowed. “From the emperor of the Black Dominion, Your Majesty.”

Halrem accepted the envelope with cool indi
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