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Break another ancient rule

Autor: King Victory
last update Data de publicação: 2026-02-14 21:46:16

Lysera

I woke to the sound of wheels.

At first, I thought I was imagining it because my mind was still fogged from hunger and pain, but the sound came again. A soft, uneven roll against the floor. Rubber against stone.

My stomach clenched painfully.

I hadn’t eaten. I hadn’t drunk anything since my arrest. My mouth felt dry and thick, my tongue heavy. Even breathing took effort now. I lay curled on my side, one arm wrapped protectively over my stomach, my back aching dully beneath the bandages.

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