Chapter 42 Elara Virelli

Elara’s POV, 

FLASHBACK

My back still burned like hell from where Dorine flogged me yesterday. I couldn’t even have a bath. 

Then, someone barges into my room. No, not room. A shack is a better word. I don’t get up from my straw mat because of how weak and feverish I am. 

“That’s her.” I hear my...

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