Chapter 96 The Letter in Her Dead Hand

The King’s gaze was never truly warm.

That night, it felt colder than ever.

“An alchemist… wandering the dungeon this late at night.”

King Aleric’s voice was flat, almost disinterested. But when Josselyn met his eyes, she caught a cruel glint that reminded her faintly of Killian.

She immediately...

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