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Chapter 20 : THE QUEEN’s MARK

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-06 01:45:02

By dawn, the keep was suffocating.

I had covered the gouged wood of my doorframe by shifting a heavy, iron-bound wardrobe two inches to the left, blocking the word MOONBORN from view. But I couldn't block it from my mind. The dark letters felt burned into the back of my eyelids, a chilling reminder that while I was trying to navigate the politics of the North, something far older and deadlier was watching my every breath.

And worse, news of my shift had leaked.

By the time I walked down the gra
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