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Chapter 56: Telling Him

作者: Romance Addict
last update 公開日: 2026-05-01 23:58:57
Thalrion is in the corridor.

Of course he is. Right outside the door, shoulder against the wall, arms crossed, and he reads my face the moment I come out and straightens immediately.

"What did he say?" he asks.

I look at him.

At this man. Silver eyes and the scar along his jaw and the face that has been the last thing I think about before I sleep for weeks now. The man whose ancestor, two hundred years ago, sat down and deliberately built the bloodline that produced me.

I don't know how to start
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