The ride back to the Silver Citadel was a descent into a private hell. The Storm-Runners’ hooves thundered against the jagged mountain path, but for Audrey, the world was silent except for the shallow, rattling breaths of the man slumped across the saddle in front of her.Lucas was slipping.Every few miles, his body would seize with a violent tremor, and a soft, violet light would pulse beneath his skin, tracing the veins like a map of poison. But the physical decay wasn't the worst part. Through the frayed remains of their mental bond, Audrey felt the "rooms" of his mind going dark. Memories of their wedding night, the scent of the first forest walk, the sound of her laughter—they were being snuffed out one by one, replaced by a cold, oily fog."Hold on, Lucas," she whispered, her voice cracking as she pressed her cheek against his leather-clad back. "Don't you dare let go of me."By the time they breached the gates of Kharos, the sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky th
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