Chapter 18 Deawn to him

‎A murmur ran through the watching rogues. Lucian’s hand went to his sword.

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‎“Enough,” Aria said. The shadows withdrew, vanishing like smoke in the wind.

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‎The traitor slumped, breathing hard. “You can’t stop him. None of you can.”

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‎Aria turned to Lucian. “Prepare a pyre.”

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‎The traitor’s e...

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