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CHAPTER 72 - THE HARVEST

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For one breath, the chamber went still.

Valthor's hand had gone white-knuckled around his sword hilt, the first time Aeloria had seen him look at anyone with open hatred instead of careful diplomacy. Nyra's face had drained of color entirely, the man responsible for Corvin's scars and Silver Hollow's dead standing calmly in front of her at last.

Voss looked exactly as Aeloria remembered from the Council chamber, dressed as though he'd stepped out of a formal dinner rather than a fortress full
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