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Chapter 19 - When Thorn Meets Flame

🌫️ Somewhere Far from Gezana...

Lucien Virell stood barefoot on the black sand of a forgotten shore. Behind him, a ring of Thorn agents bowed silently, their masks carved with roots and bone.

A shadow approached—hooded, quiet, but carrying the scent of ink and power.

> "He refused the Council," the figure said. "He stood. He spoke fire."

Lucien smiled faintly. "Then he is growing faster than they hoped."

He turned toward the waves.

> "What of our friend in the chamber?"

> "Still loyal. Still afraid."

Lucien's voice hardened. "Good. Fear is fertile soil."

He turned. "Tell our agent this: If the boy will not kneel… make him bleed."

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🏛️ Back at Eldemar – Two Days Later

Aaron sat in a chamber lined with old scrolls, reading by the glow of a mage lantern.

A woman entered silently—Councilor Sereth, known for her cold logic and silver tongue.

> "You surprised them," she said. "Especially the cracked mask."

Aaron didn't look up. "Was that your plan?"

> "My plan is to survive. And today, survival means understanding you."

She circled him like a hawk. Her eyes flickered—too calm.

Aaron felt it too late.

A sudden heat surged in his chest—foreign, unnatural.

He staggered. His veins lit with burning pressure.

> "Poisoned ink," she whispered. "The Thorn's method. Quick. Painless. Symbolic."

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🔥 Flame Fights Back

But Aaron didn't fall.

The pressure inside him met something deeper.

Not rage. Not pain.

Memory.

His flame erupted—not outward, but inward—burning the poison clean in a wave of blue light.

Sereth stepped back in shock.

Aaron stood slowly, eyes glowing.

> "Tell Lucien," he said quietly, "the fire doesn't kneel. And it doesn't forget."

He raised his hand—

But she vanished in a blink, a glyph on her wrist shimmering before she disappeared.

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🕯️ Final Scene: In the Library Shadows

Frankfurt watched from above, unseen.

> "So," he whispered, "the Thorn has roots in the Council after all."

Kain appeared behind him, silent.

> "What shall we do?"

Frankfurt's eyes glinted. "We don't burn the Council."

> "We let Aaron do it."

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