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CHAPTER 511

Author: GloryWrites
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-17 13:17:12

Emily’s POV

“I think it’s your turn to chop the firewood,” I called out to Chris, balancing a basket of freshly picked herbs on my hip. The crisp air nipped at my cheeks, the forest surrounding our cabin alive with the rustling of leaves and the faint chirping of birds. It was peaceful here, simple. But simplicity often came with a price: vigilance.

Chris looked up from the small stack of logs near the cabin’s edge, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. “I did it yesterday,” he replied with mock indignation, his lopsided grin breaking through his tired expression. “Besides, I’m busy perfecting my stew.”

I laughed softly, stepping onto the wooden porch. “That’s fair. I wouldn’t want to interrupt your masterpiece.”

Inside the cabin, the air was warm and smelled of the comforting blend of woodsmoke and rosemary. Yet even in this serenity, the shadow of Les Ombres Écarlates loomed over us. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt truly at ease.

As I set the herbs on the kitchen count
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