Chapter 61

Zara

"No, no, no…"

My voice shook as I cradled Miles in my lap. His blood was everywhere; on my hands, my chest, soaking through the folds of my robes. It felt warm, sticky, final.

He blinked slowly. "You're… okay," he whispered, lips stained red. "Good…"

"Shh. Don't talk. Just stay with m...

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