CHAPTER 82
Author: Jana
last update2026-03-07 05:12:11

At this point, the basement of the Duskborne estate was far colder and scarier than ever. It was filled with the smell of magic and the heavy silence of anticipation.

Kael stood at the centre of the circle that was scribbled into the floor of the forbidden archives. He turned to Elira and signalled her.

His company and his parents were all gathered in the room. Lord Severin and Lady Morrigan watched him carefully, their eyes glowing with a soft light. Cassidy was leaning heavily against the al
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