Chapter 182 Dinner of doom

LIRA

Her voice was faint, distant, like an echo from the bottom of a well. But it was there.

Luna! I pressed my hands to my chest, as if I could hold her closer. Where are you? Are you well? Are they treating you kindly?

‘I am well,’ she said. Her voice was soft. Tired. But I heard the warmth ben...

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