The Ash Veil

Coletta’s POV

Back in the Moon Palace

I found Damien pacing.

His face was pale, and sweat dotted his brow. I ran to him, catching his arms before he could fall again.

“I saw it,” he whispered. “The statue. It bled. The name—Akhari—it was spoken. We’re too late.”

“No,” I said firmly. “We’re just...

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