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“Do either of you intend to behave even slightly like civilised men while we’re here?” “Civilised is boring,” Corvin said cheerfully. “I’d rather amuse the enemy. Or at least myself.” Edric rolled his eyes. “If amusing yourself involves making us all look like fools, I’ll consider it a minor war crime.” “War crime? Really, Edric. Must you always ruin the fun with technicalities?” Corvin tossed his hair back, the sunlight catching just enough gel to glint like a jewel. “I’m an artist, darling. If my art is lethal, it is simply a happy accident.”

ZEPHYRINE's POV. I stood frozen, my mind reeling in shock. "Cursed!" someone shouted, and the word was taken up by others, echoing through the clearing. "She's cursed, she's cursed, she's cursed! I felt like I'd gotten the wind sucked out of me, that he had reached in and sucked everything from my insides out. The words cut deep, and a part of me couldn't help but wonder one question: Was it me? Am I cursed to have people around me die under these circumstances that are so mysterious?

Aria's thoughts swirled, torn between fear and wonder. Arachne's expression turned somber. "Aria, your curse threatens the child's survival. The darkness within you may consume it." Aria's eyes pleaded with Arachne. "Please, there must be a way to save my child." Arachne's voice held a hint of desperation. "We need the saliva of the Seven Tower gate chains. It's the only antidote." Lyrien sprang up, his face was set in opposition. "Absolutely not! Those chains are poison to Aria. Drinking their saliva could destroy her."

Was he a pervert? That was the first thought in Emberlynn's head as she stepped into the room, Damien's room. Her eyes widened as they darted around the spacious room in a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. Her brows furrowed slightly, betraying the hint of uncertainty as they still locked on the image on the wall. He had marked her, yet he had other strange women in his room. It wasn't just one image that was on the wall; they were three. At least from what she could make out, all were naked, sensual, and sickening.