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Chapter 785
The young man stopped at the door, his hand resting on the iron handle. He didn't turn around."There's only one path left for me," he said quietly. "The path with Doomdoer and Kaelen."Wilfreda strained against her chains, her voice urgent. "And then what? After everything—after all the death and destruction—how sure are you that you won't be discarded like used toilet paper?"The young man's shoulders tensed. He turned slowly, his dark eyes meeting hers."Maybe I will be," he said. "Maybe they'll throw me away when they're done. But at least I'll have had a purpose. At least I'll have belonged to something."Wilfreda stared at him, her heart aching. "Belonged to something? You call this belonging? You're a pawn in someone else's game. You're nothing to them."The young man's jaw tightened. "Better than being forsaken by the same country that was supposed to protect me. Better than being forgotten by a system that was so political, so corrupt, that it made a young orphan feel lost in
Chapter 784
Wilfreda hung from the chains, her arms aching, her body weak. The cell was dark, cold, silent—except for the distant echo of footsteps and the occasional whisper of voices. She tried to focus, tried to listen, tried to understand what was happening. But her mind kept drifting back to Harry. To the lies. To the betrayal. She thought she knew what love was. She thought she knew what sacrifice meant. But she was wrong. So terribly, terribly wrong.The voices grew louder. Wilfreda strained to hear. Doomdoer's voice—cold, calculating, familiar. And another voice—deeper, older, filled with ancient malice. Kaelen. They were talking. Planning. She couldn't make out every word, but she caught fragments."The O'Connors... tonight... no mercy... finally..."Her blood ran cold. They were going to attack. They were going to kill her family. And she was powerless to stop them.And then—a shift in the air. A presence. A figure materializing before her.Wilfreda's first instinct was fear. Another
Chapter 783
Wilfreda was dragged through the dark corridors of the church, her feet stumbling on the cold stone floor. The men in black masks held her arms tightly, their grips bruising, their silence more terrifying than any words. She didn't struggle. She didn't have the strength. All she could do was stumble forward, her mind racing, her heart breaking.They stopped in front of a heavy iron door—the same door she remembered from before. The same cell where Doomdoer had held her captive. The same chains that had once bound her to the wall.The men unchained her wrists just long enough to chain her to the wall—arms spread, feet barely touching the ground. The iron was cold against her skin. The chains rattled with every breath she took.And then they left her.The door slammed shut. The lock clicked. And Wilfreda was alone.She hung there in the darkness, her body weak, her mind reeling. She thought of her family—of Chance, of Christopher, of everyone she left behind. She thought of the argument
Chapter 782
Wilfreda left the estate in the dead of night.She moved through the darkened halls with practiced silence, her footsteps barely audible on the cold marble floors. The key was clutched in her hand, the ancient texts tucked under her arm. She didn't know where she was going—not exactly—but she knew she had to find the Heart. She had to save Harry. She had to prove to Chance—to everyone—that she was right.The night air was cold against her skin as she stepped outside. The moon hung low in the sky, casting pale silver light across the gardens. She paused for just a moment, looking back at the estate—at the home she was leaving behind, at the family she was walking away from.Then she turned and walked into the darkness.***The old church loomed before her, its crumbling spires reaching toward the sky like skeletal fingers. It looked the same as it had the last time she was here—the night Harry had died. But there was something different about it now. Something darker. Something watchfu
Chapter 781
Wilfreda woke with tears on her face.She sat up in bed, her heart pounding, her mind racing. The dream had been so vivid—so real. She could still feel the warmth of Harry's hand on her face, the gentleness of his kiss.She knew what she had to do.She climbed out of bed and crossed to her desk, where the ancient texts lay open. She had been studying them for days, searching for any clue about the Heart of the O'Connor. And now, finally, she had found something—a passage that spoke of a hidden chamber beneath the old church, a chamber that could only be opened by the key she had found in Harry's room.She grabbed the key and the texts and rushed out of her room.***She found Chance in Vinita's room, still sitting by her bedside. He looked up as she entered, his expression shifting from exhaustion to alarm."Wilfreda? What's wrong?""I know where the Heart is," she said, her voice breathless. "I know how to find it."Chance stared at Wilfreda, his expression a mixture of confusion an
Chapter 780
Fredrick worked through the night, placing protective wards around the estate.He moved from room to room, his hands tracing ancient symbols on doorframes and windowsills. He sprinkled blessed salt across thresholds and windows. He drew lines of silver along the floors—unbroken, unbroken, unbroken. He chanted words in a language older than time, his voice low and steady."The veil is thin," he explained to Steven, who had stayed by his side. "But it's not broken. Not yet. These wards will hold—for now."Steven nodded, his jaw tight. "How long?"Fredrick shook his head. "I don't know. A few days. Maybe less. Kaelen is growing stronger. The crossing is approaching its peak.""Then we need to act fast.""We do," Fredrick agreed. "But we also need to be smart. Rushing into this without preparation could get us all killed."Steven was silent for a moment. Then he spoke, his voice quiet."What about Vinita? Chance said she almost died tonight."Fredrick paused, his expression darkening. "S
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