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Chapter 38: Years Of Poison

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POV: KAELEN

Master Stefan’s quiet clinic room smelled of dried lavender, bitter roots, and damp iron. On the heavy oak table lay three glass vials containing samples of Luna Elena’s blood, drawn over the past forty-eight hours.

Under the glowing oil lamps, the liquid in the third vial was dark, almost black.

"Look at the crystalline residue along the edges," Stefan murmured, gently tapping the rim of the glass with a silver rod. "This is not recent contamination, Lord Kaelen. The black-root tox
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