Chapter 16 A Strange Guest in the Foggy Tempest

SYLVIE'S POV

Pip's panicked shriek struck like an icy dagger straight through my heart.

The blood in my veins turned instantly to ice.

Faintly, through the second-floor window, came the heavy grinding of iron-rimmed wheels churning through mud puddles, accompanied by the labored snorts of exhaust...

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