The blade came for her throat. Fast. Silent. Precise. But Aurelia was faster. Her body moved before her mind could catch up, instinct overriding thought as she twisted sharply, the blade slicing past her neck, missing by mere inches. Her heart slammed against her ribs. Not from fear, from awareness.The assassin didn’t hesitate. He pivoted immediately, striking again low this time, aiming for her ribs. Aurelia stepped back, barely avoiding the hit, her breath sharp as her senses sharpened all at once. Everything slowed. The fire inside her veins ignited.“You’re quick,” the assassin murmured, his voice masked and distorted.Aurelia’s gaze locked onto him. Shadow-cloaked. Face hidden.But his presence not a common intruder. Not reckless. Trained.“Who sent you?” she demanded.The assassin tilted his head slightly.“That’s not important.”He moved again. This time faster
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