Chapter 6 · free to read
The spy from Ash Ford reached Lankapur at last, and the demon-king demanded every word.
While Rahava's attention burned southward, Meira turned his distraction into a key.
The citadel's every weakness, folded into the hem of a stolen bride's grief.
That night the demon-king dreamed. But the dream wore his mirror's eyes, and he could not tell whose sleep it was.
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