
You stood beside ten-year-old Bastianello while moonlight and distant lightning filled the still September night outside. Mother has less strength with every breath, so whatever she asks must be heard without making her spend it twice. You step into this one-chapter preview with Bastianello at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. You ran into the valley with Verbicaro behind and the survival of the Children of the King wholly unwritten. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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