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Chapter 41: What He Hadn’t Told Her

Author: CASSANDRA MILLS
last update publish date: 2026-09-20 12:15:06

**Vorath’s Pov**

The torn ledger page lay open on the table in my study, a single candle burning beside it. I had lit it myself instead of bothering the servants to prepare a proper fire.

Nysera.

That ancient name had haunted my mind for weeks now, until I had lost count of how many times I had thought about it and how much it concerned Eirian.

Now, the evidence was right in front of me.

A bloodline record had been deliberately destroyed decades ago. It contained a name connected to an ancient
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