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EMBER SKIES

Ares's point of view

The scent of blood still clung to my clothes.

I hadn’t even wiped my blade clean. I didn’t stop to think about it, didn’t let my hands tremble or my thoughts unravel. Not yet. I couldn’t afford that—not with the palace still crawling with loyalists, and not with Tessa still in...