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~~LYRIC VAELGOR~~
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After catching my breath and looking presentable enough to leave the room—or as presentable as a lady could look in a guard's cloak—we were finally heading out.
Calix helped tie the cloak tighter around my waist, his fingers brushing my skin with every knot. He didn’t look at me much while doing it, but I knew his attention was on me the entire time. Every time our eyes did meet, something passed between us.
I had no idea what awaited us outside this room. But I braced myself for it.
Calix moved toward the door and opened it.
Two figures stood behind it.
Revka, lounging against the stone wall like she’d been waiting forever, a sly grin twisting her mouth.
And beside her—
King Draekor.
He looked different.
Younger.
His hair, though still silvering at
