Chapter 70: One Hour

Elara's POV

I was heading toward the stairwell of the tower when my wrist was caught after only three steps.

"Elara."

"Let go."

"Where do you think you're going?"

"You know where."

I turned around. His grip on my wrist wasn't tight, but I couldn't pull free.

"One hour," I said. "That's all th...

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