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CHAPTER 145

Penulis: wandering jedi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-18 18:01:01

Seraphina remained in the medical wing, her body resting under the induced coma Althea had carefully placed her in to allow the healing to take hold.

Helena had let the head nurse take over monitoring duties for the moment around lunchtime, allowing Althea and herself a rare pause after the exhausting night.

For the first time since the attack, the house felt almost normal.

Dominic stood near the wide windows of the sitting room overlooking the gardens. Sunlight spilled across the polished floo
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