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Chapter 51: What the Silver Gave Back

Author: Lilian fabro
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-23 22:49:17

"Say my name."

Valerius stood in the courtyard of Morrow Hall, naked to the waist, his black coat in rags and smoke still curling off his shoulders where the fire had passed. He had come down out of the sky into the middle of the cobbles, and every servant in the yard had flattened themselves against the walls. Only Seraphine moved. She came down the steps toward him with her grey cloak lifted in both hands, her green eyes bright.

"My King." She was smiling. "You were magnificent. Now bring her
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