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Chapter 6

Word Count: 493    |    Released on: Today at 17:10

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shore fell

the nobles died

lated until his eye

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smirk s

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my slender frame wrapped i

port that I consumed the Corpse

like polished pearl inst

n said quickly, her voice pitched to carry.

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leasing a faint, s

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ernard like a

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en, his roar echoing a

for? Bring blankets! Fetch fi

her oak cane, her cloudy eyes wi

e initial shock on his harsh face rapidly

ughter meant nothing compared

pression and lunged forward, her vo

not let this hus

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