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Chapter 53 In the Cursed den

作者: Crystal D.
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VALENTINA

My gaze fixed on the round pendant. It's dark violet in color, radiating a soft ray. It looked so beautiful, enchanting even.

It was calling out to me, dragging me toward it as though I would find my peace…

Agh! I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. What's happening with me?

‘It's the pendant.’ Came Kira's voice from the back of my mind, startling me suddenly.

‘You're awake?’ I frowned. ‘I thought you needed rest?’

She narrowed her eyes, ‘thanks to someone?’ And sighed, ‘The evil energy was so strong that I couldn't rest and knew you were doing something dangerous.’

‘I see…’ I muttered, glancing at the pendant again. ‘I had no choice after seeing Dad suffering. And I think I was on the right track.’ Saying I slowly hovered on the lying pendent.

‘I am quite sure, it is the pendant she had used to control Papa.’ I murmured. ‘Look at its colour, same as Papa’s eyes turned after drinking the liquid.’

‘I feel the same.’ Kira agreed.

‘We should take it and these jars,’ I said, looki
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