Chapter 14 THE BLOOD MOON’S WRATH

Amira's POV.

The cold chill swept through me.

The moon hanging over the palace was a deep, unsettling red. Not a gentle red. Not a pretty red.

It looked as if blood had been spilled across the sky.

My breath caught in my throat.

Around me, the banquet hall buzzed with laughter and celebrati...

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