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... > Talraine slipped past the last shrine glyph like a shadow in silk, but I caught the flicker. Her aura dipped, then surged—just enough for the system to blink. The Threadweave reacted to her the way it used to react to me.
Like it remembered.
Like she’d been here before.
I moved after her in silence, feet kissing the broken marble, pulse syncing with the heartbeat of the warping shrine. The others were still back in the Accord Hall—arguing thrones and oaths and Queen-wou ...
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