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“Maybe to break the shackles on your soul. More likely to find refuge with the god who placed them. I should have known the moment you called him your master…” His voice dripped with venom, poisoning my thoughts with panic. “Do you long for another master, little one? For the sweet things he whispers into your mind? Oh, Ada, I ought to warn you, my brother is not quite right in the head.”
“None of you are!” I screamed my lungs bloody through the black fog distorting my vision, and the blur of lines beneath me. The dais? Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. “I carry your baby!”
He stopped so abruptly his next footfall never landed, the force of it slamming my face against his back.
Thud.
Pain spread across my face.
A morbid nocturne resonated the throne room as Lord Tarnem and Joah moaned, grunted, and wailed. But the truth once more crumbled under rot and decay.
Enosh didn’t move for one ragged breath, two, three, letting the bit of blood I still possessed pool around my spi
“A change of heart.” He swung around. “A grave it shall be.”