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Chapter 47: Seven Days

Author: Comfort Shettima
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-18 04:14:11

Vireya's POV

The next morning, before the first light of dawn could pierce the veil of the cave, I heard footsteps. They stopped at my cell. The bone door groaned open, and without a word, two figures stepped in and dragged me out.

My feet scraped against the cold, jagged stone as they pulled me through winding tunnels. When we emerged into the hollow’s center, dread pooled in my stomach like lead.

This was where they sacrificed the soldier. My breath caught. My heart pounded like a war drum. Was this it? My end?

But instead of tying me on the altar, they shackled my wrists to ropes suspended high above, ropes I hadn’t noticed before, nearly hidden in the shadows of the ceiling.

I couldn’t see where they ended. All I knew was the sudden weightlessness as my feet left the ground, leaving me dangling in the stale, cavernous air.

Then she came, their leader. She stepped forward, her gaze sharp and unreadable.

“Who are you?” she asked, her voice calm but chilling. Like a viper coiled in
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