NYX’s pov Dusk had settled over the estate like a heavy blanket. I walked beside Lucian down the stone corridor that led to the interrogation rooms. I had never been to this part of the estate before. The air grew colder and heavier with every step. When we reached the thick iron door, Lucian stopped and turned to me. He took my hand in his, his grip warm and firm.“If it becomes too much for you, leave,” he said quietly, his eyes searching mine. “Okay?”I squeezed his hand. “I came prepared, Lucian. I am tougher than you think. Don’t worry about me, just do what you need too.”He studied me for another second, then gave a small nod. We stepped inside together.The room was dark and quiet. Too quiet. Thick stone walls swallowed most of the sound. A single lantern hung from the ceiling, casting long, flickering shadows across the floor. In the center stood a heavy wooden chair bolted to the ground. On a table to the side lay tools meant for torture. Metal clamps, thin blades, and othe
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