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Chapter 42

Author: Victoria.c.
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-15 16:00:05

ASH BENEATH THE THRONE

Blythe sat motionless in the quiet of her chambers, her skin still burning from the Blood Trial. The scent of ash clung to her hair, and faint bruises blossomed along her arms where the ritual cords had bound her.

Her fingers hovered over the goblet of water Helena had left beside her bed. She hadn’t yet found the strength to lift it.

“Drink,” Aria whispered in her mind. “You need it.”

Blythe closed her eyes. “I need more than water.”

There was a knock at the door.

She stiffened. “Come.”

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