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Chapter Sixty-Eight - The Smallest of Mercies

作者: Kristy Pearson
last update 公開日: 2026-01-01 02:15:52

(Caelum Ashborn)

Caelum lifted his hand and summoned a thin thread of his Emberborn fire. It flickered between his fingers, the colour of banked coals—darker than Adelaide’s golden blaze, older than Apollo’s infernal red. He pressed it gently against the rope at her wrist.

The smoke hissed.

For a heartbeat, it thinned, ember-lines shuddering. He felt the structure of the magic—Devilcraft, sharp and elegant and cruel, threaded with the burn of the bond. It was tied into the mark at her neck, anc
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