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Chapter 86: The Empire Felt Empty
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... en two days.
And yet it felt like an eternity had passed.
What sort of curse was this—that the Emperor of Elarion, feared from sea to sea, could not endure forty-eight hours without a single, small, golden-haired tyrant of his own?
Was I truly this weak without her?
"Papa..."
The soft voice broke through my thoughts.
She was squinting at me with narrowed red eyes—suspicious, searching, like she didn’t quite believe I was real yet.
"Hmm?" I ...
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