Gina swallowed the warm herbal tea, letting the sweet, earthy liquid coat her aching throat. Almost instantly, a strange, cooling sensation washed through her veins. The sharp throb in her jaw dullled, and she let out a soft sigh, handing the flask back to Tasha."Thank you," Gina whispered, wiping her bleeding lip with the back of her hand. "That actually helps.""Of course it does, sweetie," Tasha murmured, her green eyes fixed on Gina's face with a look of pure, angelic devotion. She carefully screwed the cap back onto the flask, hiding the deadly residue inside. "I will always take care of you."Before Gabriel could pull Gina into his arms, the heavy perimeter horns blew again. This time, the sound wasn't a warning for a single traveler—it was a deep, rhythmic three-blast roar that signaled the arrival of a foreign royal pack delegation.The remaining workers in the courtyard instantly dropped their tools, their ears pinning back as a heavy wave of dominant, unfamiliar magic crash
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