Chapter 22: Fire Does Not Ask Permission II

Thalia POV

“The fact is…”

The voice was male. Low. Controlled. But sharp enough to draw blood.

“…many of us think it.”

A murmur rippled through the court. No one moved. But the weight in the room shifted. Like a collective exhale of something hidden finally daring to breathe.

The speaker rose.

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