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Chapter 18 - Irrational fear

Author: Fireheart.
last update publish date: 2026-10-27 05:54:50

I thought of the rune on my arm, of the bet I'd made with Alina. And the other girls who had come before me. I wasn't confident. I wasn't brave. I wasn't any of the things a hero was supposed to be.

I was just a thief with a quick mouth and an inconvenient conscience. And I didn't think I could save anyone, not Azriel, not his kingdom, not even myself.

But I could leave. I could do that much.

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I found Lord Fenrir in the corridor outside my room. He was leaning against the wall, his
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