Chapter 170

Citlali's POV

Valerius stepped forward, his scarred face unreadable. "Follow me to the armory," he said curtly. "We don't have time to waste."

The six of us fell into step behind him—me, Aldric, Rowan, Dorian, Lysander, and Branimir. As we walked through the castle corridors, I could feel the eyes...

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