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Chapter Twenty-Six: Not Until You're Ready

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Nyra

The rain continued to lash down against the damp earth, cold and merciless, but I refused to break my gaze away from the trembling villagers who had cornered the young girl.

"Nyra."

Eramon’s voice cut through the downpour. I ignored him entirely, stepping closer to shield the terrified girl behind me. The villagers shrank back further, terrified of the King standing only a few yards away, but I didn't care about him or his title.

Before I could say another word to defend her, a large, warm
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