Chapter 18

CHAPTER 18: The Truth

LYSANDER

I stood in the throne room to my father’s right. The king sat on his throne, a dark, glowering figure, his anger palpable. Beside him sat my mother. Her thin, delicate brows slashed over her narrowed eyes; her incisors bared as we waited for the shadow fae female to b...

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