Chapter 61 The Choked Breath

"Which husband will you kill, Silver Luna?" the Envoy’s voice echoed, dripping with a sickening, melodic glee.

I didn't answer. I couldn't. My heart was a frantic bird battering against a cage of ice. I stared at the man wearing Caspian’s face—the man I had just chosen, the man whose scent had lied...

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