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The Slip

作者: Rayjay
last update 公開日: 2026-09-21 19:58:31

Asher’s POV

My boots hit the cold flagstones of the corridor, the oak door snapping shut behind me.

I didn't stop right away. I kept my chin up and my spine straight, taking long, steady strides down the dim hallway away from Vaelin’s war room. My jaw still ached where his damn fingers had dug into my skin, but I kept my face blank for the two guards stationed outside. They watched me pass but I didn't give them a glance.

The second I turned the corner and stepped into the quiet shadow of a sto
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