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Chapter 22 The Throne of Ash

The silence in the safehouse was unlike any that had come before.

Not grief.

Not relief.

Suspension.

Like every breath hung in the air, waiting for the world to either burn or be rebuilt.

Isla stood in front of the corkboard they'd once used to map Lucia's empire. Now, new names were pinned to it. Faces. Trails of red yarn looping from one syn

            
            

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