Chapter 183

Jalin's POV

The night was thick with the stench of roasted meat and the pungent odor of cheap perfume that lingered long after the banquet hall had cleared. I loomed over Lucian, who sat shackled in his own despair, a broken king teetering on the edge of abject humiliation.

Finn sat on his th...

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