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Chapter 32

Auteur: Henry Smith
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“Hello again, little rogue.”

The sound froze the air in my lungs. I turned slowly, my pulse hammering as Drake stepped from the shadows behind the wardrobe. His cloak was torn, ash smearing the edges, but his smile hadn’t changed. Calm and certain. The kind of smile that belonged to a man who believed he had already won.

He looked around the room, the silk sheets, the shattered mirror, the faint glow of firelight from the windows and he chuckled softly.

“So this is where he keeps you now? Dressed like a queen while the world burns outside.”

I stayed silent, backing toward the wall. The silk that had felt soft the night before clung like a trap now, too bright, too fragile for what was coming.

He tilted his head, his eyes tracing the torn hem of my dress. “He really does have a taste for irony,” he said. “The rogue wrapped in royalty.”

“What do you want, Drake?” I asked, my voice steady though my body trembled.

He moved closer, his boots whispering against the marble. “The same thing I
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