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Chapter 30 - The Leash of Agony

مؤلف: Rita Nash
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My mother’s voice faded into the wind, but her command burned in my chest like a brand. Burn them all. I stood on the ice, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The vision of the nursery vanished, but the Ancient did not let me rest. He gripped my arm and turned me back toward the viewing portal on the floor.

"You have seen the past," the Ancient said, his voice heavy with a grim finality. "Now you must understand the present. You must understand the monster who waits for you in the valley."

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    The metal hit the dirt before I fully understood what was happening.Alexei's crown landed in the mud at my feet. Not thrown. Placed. He set it down with both hands the way you set down something you have carried for a long time and have finally decided is not yours to carry anymore. Then he dropped to one knee and the movement was so clean and so deliberate that for a full second my mind refused to process it."A king is for a pack," he said. His voice was low but it carried across the entire plain. "A sovereign is for a world. Lead us, Sera."Then the first Silvermoon warrior knelt.Then another.Then the entire left flank of his formation went down, one after another, a thousand wolves dropping to their knees in the mud of the Neutral Plain, and the sound of it was like rain, like a slow wave breaking across stone, and it did not stop until every single one of them was down and the plain was full of bowed heads and the silence afterward was the loudest thing I had ever heard.I sto

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