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Chapter 73

Author: ExoShaneey
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-13 09:11:57

It took only a few tense moments for Joline to persuade Dryzza not to act on impulse, a reckless move that could endanger not only their lives but the fragile balance of time itself. Yet, even with Dryzza momentarily calmed, a quiet tension remained between them, deepened by the terms of their agreement: Dryzza was forbidden from revealing the truths she carried.

This silence felt heavier than usual, an unspoken acknowledgment that the stakes were too high to risk any missteps. Joline was left to rely on blind trust, her frustration simmering as she sensed that whatever Dryzza was concealing could alter the course of their mission in profound ways.

Now, the two found themselves lingering in the lanai at the rear of the manor, a space where the surrounding quiet seemed to echo the stillness between them.

Dryzza sat motionless, her mind clearly preoccupied by something weighty. Her distant gaze and uncharacteristic silence revealed an intense inner battle, one that Joline could o
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