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Chapter Twenty-Six

Author: Eliana Rose
last update publish date: 2026-08-21 00:16:36

Mara's POV

They think I'm a monster.

I see it in the guards' eyes when they bring my meals—the disgust barely hidden behind professional neutrality. I see it in the way the healers touch Kieran, gentle with him but flinching when their hands brush mine, as if cruelty might be contagious. I see it in the whispers that drift through the walls of my comfortable prison, the words people think I can't hear.

Poisoner. Traitor. The woman who destroyed the Luna.

They're not wrong.

But they don't know t
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