Chapter 45 π“π‘πž 𝐁𝐒𝐫𝐭𝐑𝐫𝐒𝐠𝐑𝐭

πƒπšπ§π’π€πš 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧

I stood at the border, the cold sea air whipping strands of hair across my face. Before me rested the emperor’s own ship, the vessel commissioned to carry him to the human lands. It was my passage to freedom.

A day earlier, the entire court had packed to leave Valtherion....

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