Chapter 56 THE HAND THAT MOVED IN SHADOW

The first real act of treachery didn’t draw blood.

Not yet.

It went for something older than flesh.

It went for the defenses.

The tower’s frost woke Aria before dawn.

Not with a vision.

With pain.

A sharp, splintering ache shot up her arm, straight from her mark to her shoulder.

She jolte...

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