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CHAPTER 95 Letters from the Fallen

Zara

The parchment sat on my desk like it had been waiting for me all this time. Sealed with dark wax, stamped with a sigil I knew too well. Mistress Kyenna's.

I didn't touch it at first. My fingers hovered over the edge, shaking more than I wanted to admit.

Ronan leaned against the bookshel...