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THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE CHAPTER 78

Author: MIKS DELOSO
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The way narrowed. Water dripped from overhead. The smell of moss and old magic hung in the air.

Emereah stumbled once, and Vera caught her. Rhovan went on in front of them, the dim light of a charmstone radiating from his palm to lead them.

"I should have talked sooner," he said, his voice coming over his shoulder. "But I was afraid."

"Of what?" Vera grumbled.

"Of being wrong," Rhovan whispered. "Of trusting in something wild. Unwritten."

He glanced over at Emereah.

"But then I saw her. Standing in front of the Council. Not breaking. Not bowing. Just burning, quietly."

They came to a round cavern, moonlight trickling from a shattered stone above. In the center stood the arch—warped roots, dead limbs, and runes etched long before Eltharia bore a name.

"Through there," Rhovan said. "Once you cross it, you're past their notice."

Emereah glanced at the passageway. Then at him.

"Will you come?"

"I'll hold them up," he said. "Tell them I chased you into the Black Tunnels. That you disappear
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