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Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Spark That Remains

Author: Lyanna Rose
last update publish date: 2026-06-23 23:25:08

The fever crept through her like a slow tide, imperceptible at first, then impossible to ignore.

Natasha felt it building in the hollow of her shoulder where the wound festered, a deep, sick heat that radiated outward in pulsing waves, at odds with the bitter cold that numbed her extremities. Sweat slicked her palms and the back of her neck despite the freezing air, and her thoughts kept slipping sideways, sliding into fog before she could drag them back into focus.

The infection was worse than
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