Chapter 39 THE EDGE OF SURRENDER

Kaelith – POV

“To what?” I asked again.

The fractures beneath my boots brightened faintly, thin veins of pale light tracing ancient fault lines in the stone.

Not to another ruler, the figures replied.

Not to worship. Not to fear.

The air tightened further, but it was not suffocation. It was precisi...

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