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Chapter 33

Author: Aria’s Pen
last update publish date: 2026-08-19 17:53:51

AYDEN

The prisoner sits exactly where we left him, chained but unbothered, watching me enter his cell with the same cold composure he wore during his capture. I dismiss the guards to the corridor outside, close enough to respond instantly, far enough that whatever happens in this room stays between the two of us for now.

The cell is cold, stone walls sweating faintly in the low light, and he doesn't so much as shiver, watching me with the patience of someone who has already accepted whatever c
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