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Chapter 133

Author: Vhee Midnight
last update publish date: 2026-09-12 21:53:16

Ariana’s POV

I stood outside the medical pavilion, watching through the split canvas as the healer finished wrapping fresh linen around Ariana’s shoulder. She looked thin, pale and restless, her eyes darting toward the entrance every time the wind rustled the tent flaps.

I stepped inside, my heavy boots making no sound on the dirt floor. Ariana flinched slightly before recognizing me, pulling her collar up to cover the fresh bandages.

“You should be resting,” I said, leaning against the wooden
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