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Chapter 139: What Leaves… and What Awakens
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The gates of Silthara did not open easily; they yielded. Massive stone doors carved with ancient serpents began to shift—slow, deliberate, and heavy enough that the very air seemed to bend with them.
A deep sound echoed across the courtyard, not a welcome, a recognition. Beyond them—the imperial carriage approached.
Black and gold. Marked unmistakably with the crest of Zahryssar.
The Red Knights were already in formation. Rows upon rows of Zahryssar soldiers ...
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