Warrior of Shadows
- LETTURE 224
- Voti 6
- Parti 73
"A princess soaked in blood," he murmured, voice like silk over steel. "How poetic."
Aidana raised her sword. "I am no princess."
A smirk ghosted his lips. "No," he agreed. "You are something far worse."
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