Chapter 65 Blood and frieđŸ”„

The smell won’t leave my hands.

No matter how many times I wash them, I still smell blood. Burnt metal. Ash. I scrub until my skin turns red. It doesn’t help.

Riven hasn’t woken up..

He lies in the infirmary bed, chest rising and falling in shallow pulls. Bandages wrap his torso. The poison slowed ...

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