Chapter 163 ⊰ Epilogue ⊱ Made to Kneel

⊰ Mikhail ⊱

The request came without fanfare, delivered in my father’s steady voice across the marble expanse of his office two days ago. Not a demand. Not a plea. Just one line that carried the weight of more than twenty years serving as Mustafin’s Military General.

“I want you to meet with h...

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