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Chapter 8 : The Red Thread

作者: B.S. Turaki
last update 公開日: 2026-03-23 22:33:51

Jade's POV

I returned to the North Suite to find the door wide open. The guards were gone, replaced by a silence that felt heavier than their presence. Inside, the room had been transformed.

On the white silk duvet sat a large, black lacquered box embossed with a gold crest I now recognized all too well: the Cavallo lion. Beside it, a pair of heels so high they looked like glass daggers glinted under the chandelier.

I approached the bed as if it were rigged with explosives. In my world,
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