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108. Bait

Penulis: Bluebell
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-04 14:20:25

Livia’s POV

The mountain wind bit through the fur lining of my cloak, smelling of the wet frost.

Below the high parapet of the eastern watchtower, the Iron Gulch lay swallowed in pitch-black shadow—a narrow, treacherous stone chute carved into the side of the cliff face, dropping six hundred feet down to the churning waters of the sea-caves.

I checked the silver buckle of my leather vambrace, pulling it tight. Beside me, Beta Torin crouched beneath the battlements, his bow already strung with
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