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Chapter 21: The Price of Magic

The palace infirmary was dimly lit, its walls lined with shelves of herbs, salves, and ancient tomes. Elara lay on a silk-draped bed, her breathing shallow, her skin pale as parchment. A faint black sigil pulsed on her collarbone, spreading dark tendrils under her skin like veins of ink.

Kael sat a...