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Chapter 128

Author: Meranda
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Nadia pov

The clatter of plates had hardly faded when Garren snapped his fingers. One of his men hurried over, and with a smug grin, Garren ordered, “Bring my finest wine. The oldest in the cellars. Tonight, I will drink with my… guests.”

The word “guests” rolled off his tongue. His men cheered at the indulgence, then went back to their seats, leaving the three of us in the suffocating tension of our corner.

Garren leaned forward, elbows on the table, his sharp gaze studying me as though he could peel away my skin and read what lay beneath. “Tell me,” he murmured, “where do two women like you come from, wandering into my city? You don’t look like traders. Or travelers.”

Elara’s hand brushed mine under the table, a silent warning not to falter. I forced a calm smile, tilting my head ever so slightly. “We’re healers,” I said evenly. “From the northern borders. We move from settlement to settlement, selling herbs and salves. That’s all.”

He narrowed his eyes, unconvinced. “Healers? Hm.”
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