The Priest’s ConfessionSerena’s POV“Speak right now.”The word left my lips with force, though low but cutting, echoing in the chamber where the priest knelt bound before us. His robes were torn, the once pristine fabric now soaked with mud, blood, and the stench of fear.“I have nothing to...” he began, voice trembling.“Lie again,” I cut him off, moving closer, my boots splashing in the shallow pool of water that had gathered on the dungeon floor. “And I’ll peel your skin back layer by layer until the truth is carved out of your marrow.”His gaze turned to Kale, as though hoping for mercy. But Kale only leaned against the wall, his golden eyes dimmed by fever, yet sharper than a blade. “Don’t look at me,” he growled. “She asked the question, go ahead and answer her.”The priest’s breath rattled in his chest. “Bianca is… Bianca is...”“Choose your words carefully,” I hissed, crouching until my eyes locked with his. “Because I don’t care for titles. I don’t care for your prayers, I
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