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Chapter 7:This Fool

Autor: Marå Kått
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-28 00:34:53

Kaelen knelt in the snow for a long time after the shadows swallowed Vesper and Lucian.

The silence on the mountain pass was absolute. The cold wind bit through his tunic, but he couldn't feel it. His knees were numb, his hands raw where he had slammed them into the ice, but the only thing burning inside him was the toxic, suffocating sting of utter humiliation.

Behind him, Knox and the trackers stood in terrified, breathless silence. Nobody dared to speak. Nobody dared to offer a hand to help
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