Chapter 130 The Hammer Falls, Lots and Lambs

Lafu’s eyes darted around the ballroom, panic clawing at her chest. For close to thirty minutes she had been searching, pushing through clusters of masked guests, scanning every shadowed corner, every alcove, every staircase landing. No emerald gown. No gold-and-emerald filigree mask. No Leitana.

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