Elara'S POV I studied the chessboard in the dim, grey afternoon light. Xavier wasn’t going to let me easily win this time. I glanced up at him, and he curled a dark brow in challenge. Shaking my head, I laughed, immediately regretting the jolting movement to my back and ribs.Two days had passed since ECLIPSE and 5TH CIRCLE had stormed the mansion. My numerous wounds were healing with the assistance of the FAE doctors. They’d done a good job patching me up. The rest of the process was for my body to complete. I ached all over—my palm, back, and a few cracked ribs I hadn’t noticed until later.Of course, that bastard FORREST, whose body had mysteriously disappeared along with my locket, couldn’t have used a normal dagger. No, it had to be a magically infused weapon, and healing from its cuts would take a while. My palm was the worst of the injuries he’d inflicted, besides my back. I traced my index finger over the long, tender scar. Another one to add to my collection of injuries infl
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