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Failed Harvest

作者: Jelly Bean
last update publish date: 2026-08-21 15:04:10

Kenna’s POV

I was awake before sunrise, gathering whatever supplies could be spared, food, medicine, cloth, anything the affected families might need while they salvaged what remained.

“They might not welcome you,” Elaine warned, watching me pack the last of the baskets. “After the garden. After everything the servants have been saying.”

“I’m not going to abandon people who are suffering because some of them blame me for their bad luck.” I tied off the final basket. “If I let that stop me, I mi
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