Chapter 110

Ophelia’s knees gave out instantly, and she face-planted into the dirt.

‘Well, aren’t you full of surprises,’ came a gravelly voice, smug and unbothered.

It was one of the men in grey.

He was looming over her with a tiny crossbow and the world’s most punchable face.

Ophelia peeked down—yep, the bolt...

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