Chapter 25 The tradition

Lord Vance pov

I knocked again.

"Eliana. I'm sorry."

"Go away."

Her voice was muffled through the door. She was sitting against it. I could hear her breathing. Short, broken breaths.

I leaned my forehead on the door. The cold stone pressed against my skin.

"I'm sorry. I was just scared of the ...

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