Chapter 35
Rylen's POV Rylen crept silently through the grand halls of the Celestial Palace, his eyes darting to every shadow, every corner. The intricate carvings on the walls and the faint, glowing etchings of ancient Kaedrial glyphs told the story of a civilization that once valued honor. Now, it seemed those ideals were buried under greed and control. He pressed his back against a column as two guards marched past, their polished uniforms gleaming under the soft, artificial light. His heart thudded in his chest, but his face remained calm. His years of training as a soldier served him well; he was invisible when he needed to be. Finally, he reached a set of double doors. They were plain compared to the ornate surroundings, but the heavy locks and stationed guards made their importance clear. P
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