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Chapter 23
-Ashes- A few days had passed, and the wedding between Catla and Halia’s brother, Criseus, was finally happening. This meant I needed to return to the palace. I had considered going back as I had told the little northern princess, but I’d rather risk being yelled at and scolded by my father than endure another boring second with that dull Princess Halia. So, instead, I went to the camp where my father’s soldiers trained and often slept when they had no other home to go to. It was just outside the city walls—a vast area covered with tents, near a large stream. There was even an old ruin, once a Colosseum, where we often fought and practiced. I had just walked into the palace when a powerful voice boomed through the room. I instantly froze. Had he seen me coming, or did the old man reall
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