Chapter 305 Death, Grief and Ominous Prophecy

Once inside his chambers, he gently set her upon the velvet chaise, holding her close as her sobs subsided into silent, shuddering gasps. She clutched the folds of his tunic, nails digging into the fabric as though by holding him she could anchor herself to reality.

“I…” she began, words fractured,...

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