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Chapter 61: Ghosts Don’t Bleed

Author: Nana A
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-04 14:26:26

I knew that silhouette.

Even before the moonlight caught the edge of his face, I knew.

Every breath in my chest turned to ash as the figure stepped into the clearing, tall and composed, like he hadn’t just risen from the grave.

Lucan.

My brother.

No. My dead brother.

He’d been declared lost in the Blood War six years ago—torn apart by rogues on a scouting mission, or so they said. I remembered the blood-stained sigil they’d returned to us, the empty casket we buried. I remembered how my father never spoke after that, how my mother wept until her lungs gave out.

“Impossible,” I whispered, my heart hammering loud enough to shatter the stars.

But there he was.

Armor scorched. Eyes unfamiliar. A faint scar dragging down his left cheek—he never had that.

Kael stepped in front of me instinctively, but I pushed past him. My legs trembled as I approached the man I used to call my best friend, my protector, my anchor.

“Lucan?” I asked, my voice shaking. “Is it really you?”

His gaze
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