Chapters

Dawn filtered through gauze curtains. Frandor woke first—limbs tangled over Isabelle: legs waist, arms neck. Isabelle flat, vine-wrapped statue. Frandor […]

Teresa stepped back instinctively, chilled by the coolness, but she steeled herself and inhaled. “I… came to thank you.” “No

Isabelle left. Merik aura fade—vanished. Yuri rise flee—Leanna sword neck. No spine. Kneel instant. Tears snot. Leanna frown. Sword press—skin

“Teresa?!” Her choice shocked Leanna, all. Merik unmoved by sacrifice. “Deep bonds—pity. Disrespect Preston—blood price.” Snap. Demigod pressure crushed. Girls

Near cart, Leanna sword slash. Wood splintered. Teresa caught safe, chains off. Free. Stunned. “Leanna, Pera… how?” “Liar sneak—chase clear!”

Bump, sway. Teresa forced eyes open. Awake. Prison cart. Limbs, neck chained cold. Magic tried—dead silence. Divine gone. Caught? Eyes

Pera choked. Teresa’s helpless loneliness stirred pity—she wanted to defend Isabelle, reverse her image. But… Isabelle was the villain saintess.

“Even if you know, don’t tell others.” Celis placed a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. Melin nodded

Clatter-clatter. A lavish carriage rolled leisurely down the imperial capital’s main avenue. Inside, a gaunt man lifted the curtain with

“Reason?” Letter down. Isabelle asked. “Preston family—divine descent. Dislike bloodline outflow. Learned here—fetch me back.” Teresa secrets-laden. Recall: assembly first