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Chapter 17: Warming the Maid

作者: Author Trasy
last update 公開日: 2026-09-16 15:07:13

The massive master bedchamber was usually a sanctuary of silence, order, and absolute control. Tonight, however, it felt charged with a volatile, suffocating energy that made the air itself seem heavy to breathe. The heavy oak doors remained splintered where Killian had kicked them open, framing the dimly lit hallway outside, though none of the guards dared to approach or peer inside after his lethal warning.

Killian gently laid Seraphina down upon the center of his expansive, velvet-draped mat
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