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Chapter 14: The First Lesson

作者: Black Pearl
last update 最終更新日: 2025-12-14 20:40:40

Veya POV

King Rael pulled me into a crushing embrace, as if he meant to press his bones into mine, and then he kissed me so deep. It wasn’t a gentle farewell. It was a claim.

“I’ll return,” he murmured against my ear.

A magic circle flared to life on the chamber floor. Silver light licked the walls, alive and hungry. Before I could form a single word, he vanished into the vortex of light.

Silence swallowed the room.

I stood frozen beside the bed for far too long, my fingers still curled around empty air. His scent lingered, heavy and intimate. My heartbeat thundered in my ears.

He didn’t even stay the night.

I hated what came after. The ache. The hollow quiet that slipped into my chest and made me realize how deeply he had already rooted himself in my life.

I rubbed my face, letting out a small, humorless laugh.

In the corner of the room, the large black box the servants had brought earlier still sat open. Clothes folded with careful precision.

I crouched to close it—and then my gaze
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