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Author: King Victory
last update publish date: 2026-04-28 22:03:04
Lysera

The color drained from Isyra’s face, leaving her pale and rigid where she stood. For a moment, she said nothing. She simply stared at Henry, as if waiting for him to take it back. To correct himself. To undo what he had just done.

He didn’t.

The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, pressing down on everyone in the room.

My heart beat steadily, controlled, even as I remained on my knees, my hands curled faintly against the floor. I didn’t lift my head fully, but I watched—through
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