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Chapter 83: The Trap

Author: Mystique Luna
last update publish date: 2026-02-27 04:07:40

"How may I help you, mister?" I asked politely.

He stood just inside the entrance of my tent, no longer the quiet man leaning against a wooden post. In the lamplight, the tension I once sensed around him seemed sharper now.

"I wished to thank you properly, Lady Euphyllia."

"For what?" I asked.

"For allowing us to stay. For treating us fairly."

"That is nothing extraordinary," I replied gently. "It is simply what should be done."

A dull ache stirred low in my abdomen. I ignored it at first. I h
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