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Chapter 46: The wood carver’s ghost

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-27 08:09:12

Zephyrine’s

The pendant was still there.

I waited until the house had settled into the deep quiet after the second night bell, then crossed my room on bare feet and lifted the loose floorboard under the window seat. The small wooden wolf lay wrapped in the same scrap of dark cloth I had used the night they took him. Cedar and old beeswax. The scent hit me like a fist.

I sat on the edge of the bed and turned it over in my hands. Kaelen had carved it the summer before the accusations, sitting on
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