BOUND TO THE BLOOD KING
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she whispered to the dark, “let them know I did not repent. I remembered.”
She placed the book in the hidden alcove behind her mother’s portrait, where moonlight could never reach.
As she turned away, the faintest breeze stirred through the room. It touched the cover of the manuscript, flipping the first page open just enough for the candlelight to kiss the ink.
For an instant, the words shimmered as though alive.
And from somewhere far beyond the sea, a single whisper answered ancient, approving, inevitable.
“Then it begins again.”
Bianca looked toward the window, toward the silver horizon. The serpent’s song pulsed faintly in her blood, distant, waiting, almost kind.
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