Chapter Thirty-Seven: The False Accord

The wind shrieked across the jagged cliffs of Morwyn Hold, a ruined fortress carved into the bones of a forgotten isle. No star shone above it, no light dared linger. The land here had been bled dry of warmth—left hollow by time, and by purpose.

Within its blackened halls, torches flickered with co...

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