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Chapter 13 : Clashing Wills

Author: Pixie Snow
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-13 21:43:57

Lyra could hardly believe her reflection. Gone was the hollow-eyed, exhausted girl she had grown accustomed to seeing; in her place was someone new, someone who might even be called… hopeful. Her hand lingered at the collar of the gown Evelyn had brought for her, fingers brushing the soft fabric. It was finer than anything she’d worn in years, and the weight of it felt almost like an anchor, something to keep her steady in the storm ahead.

Evelyn’s words echoed in her mind. “He sees strength in you.” Lyra wanted desperately to believe it, but doubt gnawed at her heart.

“Lyra, they’re waiting,” Evelyn said softly, touching her shoulder.

Lyra nodded, steeling herself as she stepped into the corridor, each step carrying her closer to the chamber where Kane, his father, and the Council members awaited. Her mind raced with doubts and worries. Would they see her as nothing more than the broken slave she’d been all her life? Could she truly stand before them and face their judgment?

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Romoreader
I don’t understand when she says that she’s been told she was nothing her whole life. Did her parents just die three years ago? So wouldn’t she have been 15? So I’m a little confused, although it doesn’t change the narrative much.
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Derena Marie
This is getting that drugged and assaulted.Feel to it the forced cheating by magic or drugs or whatever
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