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CHAPTER 21: The White Raven

作者: Timothy
last update 公開日: 2026-07-10 14:03:35
ARC 2: The Secrets of the Dragon Queen

​The note felt heavier than parchment ever should.

​I stared at the single line of neat, razor-sharp script, waiting for the ink to bleed into something—anything—else.

​If you want the truth about your first life... come to Blackridge alone.

​My knuckles turned white as I crushed the paper in my fist. A sickening cold plunged straight to my stomach.

​There was one glaring, terrifying problem.

​No one was supposed to know about my first life.

​Not Kael. Not
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