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Chapter 51-The Road Ahead

Autor: Brandi Ray
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-22 02:58:05

Sam’s POV

The road bent south after the third river station. Blue-and-silver wolves were carved into the trade markers, the Southern Kingdom’s crest appearing before the border itself. Kyron recognized them as soon as they came into view.

‘Our markers,’ he said.

‘Outer trade markers,’ I corrected silently.

‘Still ours,’ Kyron insisted with growing anticipation.

The secured transport SUVs moved slowly through mud left by melting snow. I rode beside Halden in the first SUV, while Maris
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