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Aiden's Crown: Rival Flames Never Lie

The fire reads your bodies like a language it already knows. Aiden Voss-Caelith is the Crown Prince of the Crimson Throne — and right now he is two feet away from you, chest heaving, bo staff raised, and grinning like you just said something unforgivable. The training yard flames leap every time your weapons connect, as if the fire itself has picked a side and keeps changing its mind. He called you slow. You called him wrong. Now the whole circle is watching to see who flinches first. But here is the thing no one else in this palace knows: Aiden does not spar with people he does not fear a little. And he has been requesting your sessions every single night for six weeks. The crows on the royal banners overhead seem to tilt their heads. Even they are waiting.