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Chapter 90

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ELIZABETH’S POV

The words on the stone didn’t change.

They didn’t need to.

The Key shall return.

I stared at them for several long seconds. Something about seeing those words carved into ancient stone made my chest feel tight. Not because they were surprising. At this point, everyone seemed determined to remind me that I was the Key.

No. What unsettled me was the age of it.

This tablet had been hidden beneath the mansion long before I was born, long before I had ever set foot in New Orleans. An
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  • MARKED    Chapter 90

    ELIZABETH’S POVThe words on the stone didn’t change.They didn’t need to.The Key shall return.I stared at them for several long seconds. Something about seeing those words carved into ancient stone made my chest feel tight. Not because they were surprising. At this point, everyone seemed determined to remind me that I was the Key.No. What unsettled me was the age of it.This tablet had been hidden beneath the mansion long before I was born, long before I had ever set foot in New Orleans. And yet, somehow, it was talking about me. Or at least about someone like me.I folded my arms. “Of course it says that.”My voice sounded small in the enormous chamber.“Because apparently being hunted by supernatural creatures wasn’t enough.”Silence.I looked towards Damon and immediately knew something was wrong. He wasn’t looking at me. He was staring at the tablet, completely focused. The teasing mood from earlier had vanished, and his jaw had tightened as his silver-grey eyes remained fixed

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