Chapter 32

The voice boomed like divine punishment.

A royal messenger—a young, terrified-looking man in purple and gold—emerged from the treeline like a curse in silk.

I gasped. “Are you KIDDING ME—”

Alaric’s hand jerked away like I was made of lava. I glared at the messenger so hard he flinched.

“Apologie...

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