Chapter 44 THE BROKEN CROWN

When the balcony doors closed, the roar of the crowd muffled into a dull hum.

​Serra let go of Dorian’s hand. Her fingers were ice cold. She leaned her back against the closed door and took a deep, shuddering breath. That jubilant Luna mask slipped right off her face, replaced by pure terror.

​"Hey,...

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