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castle ne

hollow chambers. Elara's room was colder now, though no windows let in the chill. The iron walls

he Trial of Flesh.

d by teeth. In the morning, the castle floor had been scrubbed clean. But no

ilver scar on her arm. It hummed louder each day, as

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rned.

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as wolfish

, running his fingers along

. "Not by our kind. Before the wolves, before

owned. "

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peak to you because you're

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nock rattled the iron door. It was

s the

smooth as frostbite, "th

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foll

did

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e Door of Remnants. Onl

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