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Ch 27. The Veil Agony

Author: Nayko Ayasame
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-26 07:45:47
When Elira came back to the campsite, the guards and servants were still busy as before. She slipped carefully so no one noticed that she had returned from the woods—like she’d never left. Elira’s palms slicked with sweat as she passed guards. Pine resin clogged her throat—too sharp, too fresh. Like Thane’s embrace minutes ago

She walked casually. Some servants and guards who crossed her path bowed respectfully, clearly unaware she’d been missing for some time. She exhaled; no one noticed. Or so she thought, when a voice cut through her relief.

"My lady. Lord Kael called your name during his sleep," Richard greeted, bowing.

But his tone held something cold and calculated. As Richard spoke, Kael’s phantom tears burned her skin again. Drowning, Thane had called it.

Elira caught it then—a sharp smell under the woodsmoke and horse sweat. Pine. Just like the woods she’d left. She frowned. But this whole damn forest was pine. She’d made sure no one followed : used her hybrid senses to detec
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