Chapter 47 Forty Seven

• The Gulfstream’s cabin lights dimmed as Sera and Lucien leaned into each other, a pair of rebels crossing the Atlantic. The night sky stretched endlessly through panoramic windows, but inside, warmth flickered between them.
• > Sera (soft, breathless): “One platform. One code. One empire reborn across chapters or buried in the ashes.”
• She touched his hand, the soft pulse of his heartbeat echoing against her palm. His gaze flickered with fierce hope.