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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

PATRICK

The sun rises on the execution day.

My stomach is a ball of knots.

I have barely slept.

I don't want to witness the execution. Even if she is just a sorceress, she looks like my mate. My love. My Rylie.

But I must prove that I'm strong enough to overcome this.

I can’t lead otherwise.

There's a knock at the door.

It's Robin.

He pokes his head around. "Ah. You're awake. Good."

He seems disconcertingly chipper.

"Shall we go?" he finishes.

We head down to the dungeons.

The guard unlocks the door.

The room is dark.

The cold stone walls make me shiver.

I have a feeling I'm not going to like this.

I move forward into the gloom.

Now I can see her.

My breath catches in my throat.

She is sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall in her human form. Her hands are bound in silver ropes. Her eyes are downcast.

She's been crying.

I feel my heart wrenching in my chest.

Robin takes a few steps towards her.

The sorceress whimpers.

She looks so much like Rylie.

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