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Chapter 55
I was jolted from the memory, spat out as my brain turned to mush trying to process what I had seen.
Nadia and the Game Master had grown up together as children. While it was strange to think of the Game Master as a child, it was even stranger that she would insist so vehemently that a bond existed between the two. There was no mistaking what a mate-bond felt like, just as there was no mistaking the obsession shimmering in her eyes. What I couldn't seem to figure out, was how did Nadia have anything to do with Iridian?
I crept down the silent hallway, every creak and groan in the old house had my hackles raised. Nadia had vanished the moment the necklace slid into place, but there was no telling if she were truly gone. My body still felt warm from the magic of the necklace healing me, though I felt nothing more from the necklace itself. No matter how hard I tried to conjure some form of magic, there was nothing to be found.
I had just emerged from the estate
Jane DoeLast week, I accidentally deleted a part of Iridian's chapter that detailed how the amulet had healed Rachel's injuries inflicted by Nadia. I just wanted to state that the amulet had healed her wounds once it was clasped around her neck!
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