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Chapter 119

POV: Isadora Bellini

The summons arrived at dawn, folded in red wax and sealed with a crescent made of salt. It smelled like pine and old paper—Venerati tricks meant to stir obedience in the blood.

I didn't flinch.

Didn’t hesitate.

I went.

Lira was sleeping then, her breaths slow, curled near the Si...