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CHAPTER 17: THE ULTIMATE BETRAYAL

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-08 04:34:04

The western bastion of the castle was burning. High King Raymond’s elite warriors moved through the thick smoke like silver ghosts.

Marcus ran through the chaos. He carried Elena tightly against his chest. His bare feet left red prints on the stone floor. Around them, the elite pack guards fought desperately against the silver-clad invaders.

"Marcus, let me down," Elena whispered. Her voice was a fragile thread.

The silver-gold light on her shoulder had faded to a dim pulse. Her fractured
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