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Chapter 25: The Silver That Didn't Burn

Penulis: Comfort Shettima
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-15 05:05:19

Vireya's POV

She returned to the worktable and gently laid down the bundle of herbs, her hands moving with practiced grace.

“You’re also a prisoner,” I said softly, watching her face for the slightest reaction.

She froze, just for a heartbeat, her hand suspended midair above a cluster of blue-glowing leaves. Then, without a word, she resumed her task as though nothing had been said.

“I don’t have the answers you seek, child,” she murmured, not meeting my eyes.

“But you know something,” I insisted, my voice almost cracking. I was desperate. “Please, anything. You’ve seen the truth more than you let on.”

She looked at me then, really looked, her eyes full of conflict and sorrow. Her lips parted with a sigh, long and tired.

“The only thing I know for certain is this,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “He cannot mix his dreams with his desires.”

I blinked. “What does that mean?”

She began pouring the mixture in a big vial. “He hasn’t touched you, has he?”

The question startled
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