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Chapter 40 - Shadows of the Forsworn
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The halls of the Forsaken Keep were eerily silent as Elara and Vesper made their way through its winding corridors. The air felt heavier than before, thick with the residue of dark magic, as though the castle itself had been listening, watching.Elara stole a glance at Vesper. He moved with his usual confidence, but there was something off about him now—something she couldn’t quite name. His posture was rigid, his fingers twitching slightly at his sides, as if he were restraining something unseen.“What happened back there?” she finally asked, voice barely above a whisper.Vesper didn’t answer right away. His steps slowed, his jaw tightening before he exhaled sharply. “I don’t know.”That wasn’t good enough.“You do know,” she pressed, stepping in front of him, forcing him to stop. “Something changed when you faced the Forsworn King. And whatever it was—it scared him.”Vesper’s eyes met hers, and for a moment, the glow from before flickered within them, a brief flash of power barely c
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Elara’s breath hitched, her pulse hammering against her ribs. The figure in the archway took another step forward, the dim torchlight casting eerie shadows across their face.Impossible. They were supposed to be dead.“You?” she whispered again, as if saying it twice would make the vision before her fade.Vesper was motionless beside her, his grip on his blade tightening. His usual mask of cold indifference had cracked, his narrowed gaze betraying something sharper—recognition.The figure smirked. “Did you miss me, Princess?”The voice—low, edged with amusement yet dripping with something darker—sent a chill skittering down Elara’s spine.“How?” she demanded, refusing to take a step back even as dread curled in her stomach. “You died—I saw the execution with my own eyes.”The figure’s smirk widened. “Clearly, your eyes deceived you.”Elara felt her magic coil beneath her skin, ready to strike, but something held her back—doubt. If they had survived, then everything she had believed ab
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