Chapter 165 That’s An Order, My King - Amelia’s POV

I woke to the sound of someone trying to knock our door off its hinges.

It wasn’t polite knocking. It wasn’t even the kind of urgent rapping that meant someone had something important to say. This was someone hitting the obsidian with what sounded like the butt of a spear, over and over, the way you...

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