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Chapter 13: The Aftermath of War

ผู้เขียน: Evalyn Elvis
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Amara’s POV

Pain.

It was the first thing I felt as I stirred awake. My body ached, my limbs heavy as if I had been crushed under a mountain. A faint ache pulsed in my mind.

Slowly, I opened my eyes.

The chamber was dimly lit, the aroma of plants strong in the air. Beneath me, a warm blanket covered my frail body like a nice mattress.

Where am I?

My chest began to flame with panic. As memories of the war swept over me, my heart raced.

Viktor. The battle. My infant—

I sat up too abruptly and gasped. I winced as a piercing ache went through my side.

"Careful," said a deep voice.

I turned, gasping for air.

Darius.

His eyes were filled with something I couldn't quite identify—relief, tiredness, guilt?—as he sat next to the bed.

I took a deep breath. "Where is my child..." My terror was hardly contained as I said in a whisper.

Darius grabbed something at his side. Then I caught sight of him.

My darling.

His small body was safely cradled in Darius's arms, encased in a heavy fabric. His gentl
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