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Chapter 339: Scent of Silence
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... er, teeth too sharp. Florian’s familiar features twisted with malice, his eyes hollow pits lit by the flickering flame. The demon’s presence radiated like heat from a forge—corrupting, warping, wrong.
Puck stepped in front of her instinctively, torch raised, his posture ready to spring.
"Florian," Riona said, swallowing hard.
She had imagined this moment a thousand times—reuniting with her brother. But never like this.
Before she agreed to Lady Maris’s plan... bef ...
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