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Chapter Ninety-Two

The corridor outside the armory was darker. Warmer. But her stomach had gone cold.

A shadow moved to her right, and for a breath, she tensed—but it was Noel. He wasn’t in armor today, only a simple black tunic and loose pants. He didn’t smile. Didn’t stop.

But as he passed, his eyes flicked to her...