Chapter 14 Dilemma Beneath Bramblewick's Downpour

SYLVIE'S POV

The roar of the forest wind buzzed deafeningly in my ears.

My eyes remained locked onto the blood-red bounty sketch sprawled across Gideon’s wooden workbench.

The chiseled jawline, the straight nose, and the piercing, dark gaze immortalized on that parchment unquestionably belonged t...

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