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CHAPTER 22: THE CHECKPOINT AMBUSH

作者: Inkbyjane
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 14:03:37

ELENA’S POV

The silence inside the carriage was thick, broken only by the steady drum of rain against the wooden roof and the shallow breaths escaping Kaelen’s throat. My hand remained anchored to the hilt of the silver dagger in my boot. My thumb stroked the smooth metal, my eyes locked onto Kaelen’s rigid silhouette against the small viewport.

Outside, the commander of the executioners did not back down. The purple crystal tracker in his hand hummed aggressively, casting a violet glow acr
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