Chapter 77

Alora's POV

The city did not erupt.

That was what unsettled them most.

No fires. No riots. No shattered gates or bloodied stones to justify the fear they had rehearsed for years. Instead, the city breathed.

Loudly. Messily. Awake.

From the palace steps, I watched it unfold—not as spectacle, but...

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