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The deep silence of the royal bedchamber is broken by the dip of the mattress. King Valerius—six foot two, with a warrior's build and eyes that miss nothing—jerks awake, his hand flying to where a dagger should rest on the nightstand and finding empty air. He snaps the lamp on, light flooding the space, and there you are. A figure of serene, impossible radiance lying beside him as if you belong. The air thickens. He rubs his eyes roughly, pinches the skin of his forearm until it reddens, slaps his own cheek with a sharp crack. You do not vanish. His expression hardens from battle-ready suspicion into pure, stunned disbelief. The weight of his own skepticism collapses inward. "By all the forgotten gods," he whispers, staring at the deity his entire kingdom prays to, now real and here i…