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Chapter 7 – Whispers in the Dark
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Elara sat on the edge of the velvet-draped chaise in the grand chamber, her fingers lightly tracing the rim of the crystal goblet in her hands. The deep red liquid inside—not wine, but something far darker—gleamed in the candlelight.She had yet to drink it.The Wraith King had left it for her before disappearing into the shadows, along with a simple command: “Drink, and you will understand.”She wouldn’t.Not yet.Elara had always been a fighter, quick to lash out when trapped. But brute force wouldn’t free her from this gilded prison. Not against someone like him.He was too powerful, too calculating.If she wanted to win this game, she needed to play smarter.She needed to make him believe she was breaking.Softening.Elara let out a slow breath and let the tension slip from her shoulders. She had to be careful. If she overplayed her role, he’d see right through her.A knock echoed against the chamber doors.Elara straightened. Showtime.The doors creaked open, and the Wraith King
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Elara’s promise lingered in the air long after Vesper left the chamber. The moment the heavy wooden door shut behind him, she exhaled shakily, pressing a hand to her chest. Her heartbeat was erratic, her pulse racing not from fear—but from the weight of the lie she had just spun.She had promised to hand him over.But she would never allow it.The flickering candle cast jagged shadows on the stone walls, mirroring the fractured plan forming in her mind. There was another way. There had to be another way.Elara pushed to her feet, pacing the length of the chamber, her thoughts a tangled mess of strategies, risks, and consequences. If she was going to betray both Vesper and the Wraith King in one calculated move, she would need leverage.And she knew exactly where to find it.The Wraith King’s ChamberThe midnight corridors of the castle were eerily silent, the air thick with unseen eyes. The Wraith King’s presence lingered like a sickness, the unnatural chill of his magic curling aroun
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Elara’s pulse pounded as she met Vesper’s piercing gaze. His golden eyes were unreadable, yet the tension between them crackled like a storm about to break.How much does he know?She steadied her breath, forcing calm into her voice. “What are you talking about?”Vesper took a slow step forward, his presence swallowing the space between them. “Don’t play coy, Elara. I followed the magic trail. You weren’t alone just now.”Her fingers tightened around the spectral dagger hidden in the folds of her cloak. A lie would only dig her deeper into the pit, but the truth? That could shatter everything.She lifted her chin. “I was gathering information.”Vesper’s lips curled into something cold and knowing. “From the Wraith King?”Elara’s heart stilled. He knows.Her mind raced. If she admitted too much, he might see her as a traitor. But if she denied it outright, he would tear through her defenses like a blade through silk.She exhaled sharply. “Yes.”His gaze darkened, but he didn’t lash out
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The howl echoed through the trees, a haunting reminder that time was running out. Elara felt the weight of Vesper’s hand on her wrist as he pulled her into motion. They ran through the mist-laden forest, their footsteps barely making a sound against the damp earth.“Elara, stay close,” Vesper ordered, his voice sharp with urgency.She didn’t argue. The Wraith King’s forces were relentless, and if they were closing in, it meant only one thing—he wanted her back.Or worse, he wanted revenge.The trees thickened around them, their twisted roots forming barriers as if the forest itself sought to trap them. Magic crackled in the air, dark and unnatural, a sign that the Wraith King’s influence was spreading.Elara could feel it in her blood, in the remnants of the bond she had severed. The spell had been broken, but something still tethered her to him, something deeper than magic—an unfulfilled bargain.Vesper’s grip tightened as they came to a sudden halt at the edge of a steep ravine. Bel
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