CHAPTER 99 : ECHOES OF THE CROWM

The silence in the throne room was no longer serene—it was haunted.

Ayo stood with his hands balled into fists, the echo of his father’s voice still ringing in his ears. “We do not run from our blood. We rise above it.” But how could he rise, when every truth clawed at his feet, dragging him ba...

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