CHAPTER 93 : ASHES ON THE CROWN

The silence in the throne room was deafening.

Velyrix slipped from Zavian’s grasp, the blade clattering across the marble like a fallen bell. His knees hit the ground a moment later, blood soaking the front of his tunic. Mirez’s sword had pierced just below the ribcage—deep, unforgiving.

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