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The Watchtower

Author: Blacktides
last update publish date: 2026-07-08 15:20:44

Jace POV

The soft hum of the servers in my private study was the only sound cutting through the midnight silence.

I leaned back in my leather chair, grabbed a glass and poured the expensive scotch that was sitting untouched on the desk. I traced my finger in a circular motion around the brim of the glass, then took a sip of wine.

It burned in a bitter sweet taste... very satisfying. I dropped the glass and laced my fingers together as my eyes remained locked onto the glowing matrix of monitors
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