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Chapter XXII : Silent Blades and Stifled Voices

작가: Intana Meisya
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-08-20 22:23:38
Rebecca’s POV

“You always do this,” I whispered.

Gideon’s eyes narrowed, though his voice stayed infuriatingly calm. “Do what?”

“You act like I should be grateful. Like I should wear these chains and smile. You don’t even ask me what I want—you just decide for me.” My chest was tight, my voice trembling. “That’s what the Queen does, Gideon. And when you act like this, you sound just like her.”

Something flickered dangerously in his eyes. “Don’t compare me to her.”

“Then stop making me feel like I don’t get to want anything,” I shot back, fists clenched. “I didn’t ask for this—no. But I didn’t ask for you to choose everything for me, either.”

His silence was heavier than shouting. His body was iron, but his eyes burned like fire. Finally, his voice came low and sharp:

“If I hadn’t decided, Rebecca, you’d be dead by now.”

The truth of it knocked the air from me. The Queen. The love potion. Kalali Vierent’s arrow—and the bruises she left on my wrist. Every moment since this began
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Hold onto your hats (and hearts), readers… Chapter 22 is here.

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But why does the Queen want her dead? So Gideon won't be distracted?
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