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16: The Room of Screens

Penulis: A.H. Hassan
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-10 05:29:12

Anya’s POV

Nikolai’s fingers tighten hard on the silver chain.

No words. Nothing.

He stands fast without a warning, pain shoots from the collar as the chain jerks my neck.

I scramble to my feet, my bare feet slip a little on the cold floor.

He walks swiftly. I follow two steps behind.

The short silk dress moves against my thighs. The fresh brand burns with every step as my heart pounds loud.

We reach a room, I have never seen this room before. Well, with the rate at which I am allowed to move about , it is actually not shocking that I never knew about this room.

The heavy door is already open.

Lev walks straight to a tall bookcase against the wall. Books fill every shelf.

Old, leather covers and gold letters.

Lev reaches for a thick red book.

Nikolai’s voice cuts sharp.

“Wrong book.”

My mind spins. Men are shooting outside. Guns. Death. And they stop for books? What is this?

Lev moves two shelves left. His hand finds a thin black book. No title. He pulls it. A low click sounds. The wh
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