Chapter 52: The Kiss That Shouldn’t Have Happened

Tharx was unraveling.

He sat alone beneath the flicker of a dying hearth, the war table before him littered with maps, decrees, and encoded reports. A goblet of untouched wine rested in his palm, forgotten. His golden eyes, usually so sharp—so lethal—were unfocused.

He couldn’t read the words. Cou...

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