Chapter 138
Author: CABO
last update2026-07-21 16:38:16

Emily sat alone on a cold stone bench in the Academy courtyard. She watched Adam Cook from far away.

Emily had known Adam for a very long time. They grew up together in the dirty, starving streets of the Lower City. She remembered when Adam was just a skinny boy who shared his stolen bread with her so she would not starve. They used to be the same. They used to be weak, scared, and poor.

But they were not the same anymore.

Emily watched Adam talk to Lyra and Kael. Adam was pretending to be n
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