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... ed move. Even the wind brushing along the hull felt afraid.
Eli sat like a statue carved from dawn—glowing, unblinking, and wrapped in a presence far heavier than her frame could explain. Her one hand rested gently on the arm of her throne, but it might as well have held a kingdom’s throat.
Her breath came slow. Controlled. But the air around her shimmered faintly with tension. Like glass stretched thin just before a shatter.
The crew said nothing. They understood that di ...
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