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CHAPTER FORTY SIX

Author: Abby Gale
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-09 20:52:14

Lyra’s POV

The cool night air clung to my skin as we made our way back through the dimly lit corridors of the castle. Ronan walked a step ahead, his shoulders tense but his pace steady, as though afraid that if he slowed down, I might read too much into the moment we’d just shared. My mind, however, was still tangled in it—his words, his eyes.

I was still trying to piece myself together when we reached the point where the hallways split. I turned instinctively toward the narrow staircase that led to the servants’ quarters. But before I could take more than two steps, Ronan’s voice stopped me.

“Not there,” he said quietly.

I blinked at him, my hand still resting on the cold banister. “What do you mean? I—”

“Follow me.” His tone was calm but left no room for argument.

Confusion stirred in my chest as I hesitated. He didn’t wait for my reply—he just started walking down the opposite hallway, the one that led deeper into the castle. The one I rarely set foot in. My feet carried me after h
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