Aria’s POVA soft breeze brushed against my skin, and I stirred, my body aching as if I had been trampled by a pack of wolves. My head throbbed, my limbs felt heavy, and for a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was. My eyelids fluttered open, and I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above me. The room smelled of herbs and something faintly metallic—probably blood.Was I… dead?No. The dull pain in my body told me otherwise.I turned my head slightly, and my breath hitched when I saw someone sitting beside me. Not Alexander. Not Xeros.Carlo.I stiffened.Why was he here?My last memory was of Xeros and Alexander arriving at the execution grounds, stopping the elders from sentencing me to death. But now, instead of either of them, it was Carlo, sitting there like he belonged.“What the hell are you doing here?” My voice was hoarse, but my anger was sharp.Carlo smirked. "Good morning to you too, mate."I scowled. "Don't call me that."He leaned back in his chair, completely unbothered b
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