©NovelBuddy
PREVIEW
... pressed a hand to her forehead. "Ramia," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft crackling of lingering embers in the hallway. "My name is Ramia."
Elara stepped forward, her cold gaze never leaving Ramia's face. "You were involved in the ritual," she said bluntly, her voice emotionless. "Tell us everything."
Ramia's hands shook as she held herself, curling into a protective ball. "I... I didn't mean for this to happen," she stammered, her voice filled with guilt an ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE






























