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THE TRAITOR’S VOICE

Penulis: Dee Diamond
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-22 16:13:59

Mollie’s POV

I turned back toward the heavy wooden doors of the main hall, ignoring the cold chill running down my spine as the heavy iron bolt clicked into place behind us.

"Brian, wait," I said, catching his leather sleeve before he could stride further toward the grand stone staircase leading up to the war council chambers. "We cannot just march into the war room blindly. You just said it yourself, we have a traitor inside this keep, so every officer in that hall is a potential threat."

"The
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