Chapter 70 The Inquisitor’s Arrival: Zoey’s POV

I stood on the stone steps of the manor with Valerius beside me, my hands buried deep in the folds of my wool cloak to hide the way my fingers were shaking, and I watched as a woman in a stiff, silver-trimmed habit stepped out of the carriage.

It was Sister Martha, the woman who had taught me how t...

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