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82. Your prisoner

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Hope

The screaming won’t stop.

Even when the palace is quiet, even when the wind outside howls against the high stone towers, I can still hear her. That woman — whoever she was — her voice slicing through the corridors like a blade.

Sometimes it comes in flashes.

A cry.

A gasp.

The dull thud of something heavy hitting the floor.

I wake in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat, my pulse racing, my hands clutched around the sheets as if I could wring the sound out of the air.

I know something’s happening in this castle. Something dark.

Something all the maids and guards are ignoring.

But every time I start to follow that thought, every time my mind starts to pick at the seams of this place, I feel that pull — that quiet, sinister tug around my throat.

The ruby necklace hums softly against my skin.

My prison in gemstone form.

I press my fingers to it now, feeling its unnatural warmth.

The damn thing never cools, even in the chill of these stone walls. I tried to pry it off days ago,
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