Chapter 42 Discussing My Murder

Nobody spoke.

Not even Jacob.

And Jacob had somehow become the unofficial spokesperson for confused people.

The ruins stood silent beneath the moonlight.

Lena stared at Caelum.

The king.

The actual king.

The one person nobody had mentioned.

Not once.

Not Seraphine.

Not Orion.

Not Lyra.

Not Caleb....

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