Chapter 172 — Secrets In Blackmoon

Liora

The fire in the room flickered low, its glow soft against the clean white walls.

Not like the ancient stone halls of Silvermoon, Blackmoon was modern, sofa cushions, books stacked on shelves. Still, the air was heavy, as if the past itself refused to leave.

I sat at the edge of the couc...

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