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Chapter Seventeen: Fangs In Silk

作者: Sammy Miracle
last update 公開日: 2025-06-28 14:42:37

A week later, the Valemont Museum - The House of Eclipsed Light - glittered like a diamond in the corpse of the city. It was cold, beautiful, and entirely indifferent to the lives that passed beneath its arching glass spine.

From a distance, it looked like salvation: towers of sculpted crystal, cascading fountains, golden chandeliers glowing like fireflies, but Evangeline knew better. Underneath all the elegance, the Valemont was a cage with velvet walls and silver locks.

Floodlights shimmered
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