Chapter 16 Chapter 16

Seraphina

I COULDN'T SLEEP.

The camp breathed around me — men shifting on bedrolls, the fire's last embers pulsing in the dark, the wind keening along the ridge. I lay in my lean-to with my eyes open and Costel's words lodged beneath my sternum like a shard of bone.

A danger to the line.

He wasn...

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