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Chapter 76

Author: Tadi Raf
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Morwenna's POV

I woke up choking on ash.

Not from smoke, but from something more profound, something that had embedded in my lungs like the remnants of every truth I’d ever ignited. My fingers clasped the stone below me as I blinked at the faint, red light of the chamber. I was no longer in the sanctum. I had gone further down—into a place more frigid, more ancient.

I don’t recall falling down. I hardly recalled Sabine’s caution. All I could recall was the kiss.

Leofric’s mouth against my own. His voice resembles a fever dream. His hands shaking on my skin as if he despised relying on me.

The scoundrel.

My legs shook while I stood, limbs rigid as if frozen in position. The walls in this place were sleek obsidian, engraved with unfamiliar symbols. They shimmered softly, resonating with a power that wasn’t my own. I embraced myself tightly.

Why did it continue to seem like he was present?

“Morwenna.”

I spun around, and the name got stuck in my throat before I could shout it.

Leofric.

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