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Chapter 39— The Dead Don't Stay Buried

Autor: Judith
last update Data de publicação: 2026-05-18 04:53:06

Amelia pov

She walked through the front gate at noon.

Not through the tree line. Not over the wall in the dark hours before dawn when the world is at its least defended. Not through any of the careful, obscured approaches that the unknown enemy had been using for months — the shadow in the trees, the marks on the northern wall, the training room window opened with professional quiet. She walked through the front gate in full daylight, at the hour when the packhouse was most populated and most
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