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Chapter Fifty one: Threads of bond and blood

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Aria’s POV…..

They made me scrub floors that reeked of old iron and vinegar, until my knuckles bled and my palms were raw. The servants — pale, hollow-eyed women and men who moved like ghosts — watched me with a mixture of scorn and pity. They dressed me in plain rough wool and braided my white hair into a tight rope that tugged at my scalp. My hands shook the first time the basin slipped from my fingers; the metal clanged against stone and I swallowed my shame.

The Evil King had decided something petty that morning: a lesson in humility for the Luna of the Royal Pack. He told the guards to bring me broken — and they had obliged. He wanted me small. He wanted me to know that when his fist closed, the whole world bent.

The kitchen was the worst of it. Heat and smoke clawed at my lungs, and every step tugged at the wound in my thigh where a rogue’s blade had sliced me. They gave me a cracked wooden spoon and set me to stirring a cauldron of broth so thin it might as well have been water
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