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Chapter 56 - FRESHER BALL (4)

Chapter 55- Fresher Ball (4)

(Michael POV)

The silence pressed in, heavier than any spell.

Magnus Draven had revealed his hand—and I had refused it.

I could feel it: the shift in the air, the sudden tightening of noble jaws, the poorly-concealed smirks of those who longed to see me fall. Nobles rarely liked each other, but against a commoner who spat in their face? They became a pack.

Magnus adjusted his cuff, composed, but his gaze was darker now.

"Building your own army, was it?" he repeated, as though tasting the words. "A bold fantasy. But remember, fantasies end when faced with reality. What will you feed them? Where will you house them? How will you pay them? Coin flows from noble coffers. Land belongs to noble families. Guilds answer to noble councils. Every path you imagine…" His eyes sharpened, "…already belongs to us."

It was the voice of a man who believed in inevitability.

But inevitability was something I'd spent my entire life spitting on.

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