Sold to My Enemy Alpha
The necklace hung around my neck, a constant reminder of my mother's sacrifice.
I touched it whenever I felt afraid. Whenever I felt uncertain. Whenever I felt like I couldn't go on. The silver was warm against my skin, as if my mother's spirit was still with me, still guiding me, still loving me. It was the only connection I had left to her, and I clung to it like a lifeline. The pendant seemed to pulse with a quiet energy, as if it held a piece of her soul. I could feel her strength flowing through me whenever I held it. It was the most precious thing I owned, more valuable than any weapon or crown. It was my talisman, my shield, my reminder of why I had to keep going. It was the legacy sh
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