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Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Masked Queen

The messenger arrived at dawn, cloaked in cloth stitched with starlight and dusk.

She bore no insignia.

No nation.

No name.

Only a scroll sealed in black wax marked with an unfamiliar sigil—an hourglass split down the center, identical to the one engraved on the Door of Dust.

The guards who ope...