Chapter 35 Meadow's Coin

VEXHALIS'S POV

The silence in the carriage lasted until the gatehouse, and I would not have called it an easy one.

Elysia sat with her gaze fixed on the window and her hands folded in her lap, as straight-backed as a sentry. She had pinned her hair so tightly that a lock had already worked loose a...

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