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Chapter 11: He needs you

Author: Howler
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-13 06:10:23

Rhea’s POV

My brows knitted together as I blinked hard, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. There, standing a few paces away, was a child—no more than eight, maybe nine—his dark curls framing a mischievous face that had no business being in this place.

He smiled, a small, toothless grin spreading wide as he looked up at me. His tunic was made of fine silk, far too fine for anyone who should’ve been wandering the dungeons of Duskmoor at night.

“Heyyy,” he greeted, his voice soft, lilting
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