Chapter 47: A sheep walking into a tiger’s mouth?
“Charis, remember my promise before we left?” Aisha stopped at her door, turning with a sly smile. “I do, Sister […]
“Charis, remember my promise before we left?” Aisha stopped at her door, turning with a sly smile. “I do, Sister […]
The next morning, at the Rodley mansion’s front gate. The return carriage was ready, and Ophelia exchanged final farewells with
Night fell swiftly, leaving only steady breathing in the room. “Sister… hehe.” Penny lay beside Ophelia, mumbling dreamily in deep
What’s she doing with that pillow? controlled me. All these years, I…” “I get it—you and your sister are tight,
Charis felt caught in a misunderstanding. She and Ophelia were barely acquaintances—how could they be called close? That bold hand-holding
A Difficult Choice There seemed to be no solution. Yet the answer to the question was clear. Wenger had no
The Withered Roots Like a colossal statue, gnarled tree roots pierced the rock wall, clinging to the crumbling stone, exuding
A Disorienting Fall The sensation of weightlessness was stark. Wenger and Vick remained calm, while Viyi showed signs of panic.
The Weight of Chantless Magic Chantless magic. Most magic required a specific medium to activate. Prayers were no exception. The
A Touch of Homesickness The moon was so large. She missed home. After over two hundred years, she still did?