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❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart ❄️❄️

Penulis: Joria
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-19 18:15:43

🎀CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT🎀

Asher walked straight to the palace clinic.

The halls were quiet… too quiet. Empty, like the life had been drained out of the place.

He pushed the door open without knocking.

Inside, the old healer was busy arranging herbs on a table. The moment he noticed Asher, he froze, then quickly bowed.

Asher stepped in, his gaze already searching the room.

“How is she?”

The old man straightened slightly, still nervous. “She’s… out of danger for now. Stable. Her bre
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