Chapter 39 WHEN BLOOD WROTE HER NAME

The castle did not sleep after the sky tilted.

It pretended to.

Torches were dimmed.

Doors closed.

Wolves lay down on cots and furs and mattresses.

But no one really slept.

They waited.

For the moon to move back.

For the whispers to return.

For the next heart to fail.

Aria did not lie to herse...

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