Chapter 31 The Blood Truth

The night was heavy with the scent of rain, the clouds pressing low over Moonveil's borders as if the sky itself wanted to witness what was about to unfold. Amelia stood in the council chamber, her heart pounding against her ribs. The air shimmered faintly spirit energy gathering while the ancient stone table between her and the elders seemed colde

            
            

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