©NovelBuddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 65: Robbery Plan
Next chapter:
Chapter 67: Cutted Threads
PREVIEW
... ugh the streets of Lavera. The snowstorm rumbled in the distance, but here, in the heart of the kingdom, the air was thick with the whispers of war.
King Jacob's boots clapped against the stone pathway, his mind still reeling from the confrontation earlier. He ran a hand through his hair, muttering to himself as he paced, his breath misting in the frigid air. His thoughts swirled like the storm clouds overhead—rage, fear, and the bitter sting of betrayal.
Then, a blade whispered ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE