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Chapter 39; A Joust

ARWYN

My body was pressed against another, radiating warmth that made me reluctant to wake, hoping to prolong the blissful sorcery enveloping me.

My lashes fluttered open, revealing the familiar sight of books and towering shelves—I was still in the library. Surprisingly, I remembered the conversation I was having with Jagger about the dragons and Thrystan's brother, Nerys, whom I accidentally killed two years ago in the Spire. That mission haunted me for months, rendering me unable to function properly. I could only imagine how Thrystan must have felt, losing his older brother to such a horrible death.

The prince wasn't the first to meet his end at my hands, but his death left a trauma. Perhaps it was the near-death experience I had—falling off that cliff or nearly being burnt alive by one of those horrendous beasts.

Strong, muscled arms tightened around me, and I finally stirred to show I was awake, only to be rebuked by a voice.

"Stay still." It was Thrystan, his breath smelling of
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