Chapter 50 What the Dawn Brought

Alexandria POV 

Pain. Barrfind’s stench. A sword being driven down. His blue eyes. 

I woke with a start—but to warmth. 

Not the brittle chill of fear, but steady heat, layered and real. Wool rested against my skin. A cloak heavier than anything I had ever owned wrapped around me, its weight grou...

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