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Aftermath

Author: Reeyah
last update publish date: 2026-06-23 17:30:55

CHAPTER 45

AVA'S POV

The heavy iron doors of the royal healing chamber slammed shut in my face, the resounding clang echoing down the stone corridor.

“You cannot enter, Luna!” a senior healer barked, his voice tense and high-pitched with panic as he and three others physically blocked the threshold. “The King requires absolute isolation. The silver poison is already near his heart. Please, back away!”

I didn't step back. I couldn't. My boots felt as though they had been melted into the stone f
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Alexandra
“The captive had claimed her captor.” Is such a great line! Love it.
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