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032 | Marked by Memory .

Penulis: Gigi Grey
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-14 00:24:07
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I follow Elisha dutifully, helping him carry the basket he had entrusted to me. It’s a task we perform every year, a ritual to pay homage to the moon goddess for my mother’s soul. This tradition is observed by the lycans and anyone who has lost someone within our territory.

My mother passed three years ago. I was only fourteen then, old enough to carry out the rites in place of my father, who couldn't bear to continue. Her death shook him to his core. We doubted he’d recover.

The council had suggested marrying another woman. The next day, my stepmother arrived, keeping the castle in order with her cruel methods, even as my father’s health declined. I had already begun training to take over as ruler once I turned sixteen. My father just had to hold on until then.

I cherished my mother; she was my only friend, my comforter, the light of our home. That light dimmed the moment she died. She knew she was dying; she made sure I mourned her while she was still alive, urging me t
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