CHAPTER 50: DEATH
FREYA My hand hovered over the door knob, fear taking me captive as I stood in front of the door. What if this was a trap and guards were on the other side waiting to take me captive? All I wanted was my pendant. I didn’t come here to fight Icarus. I was tired of fighting. Bracing myself for whatever was waiting for me on the other side, I squeezed my eyes shut, inhaled a deep breath as I opened the door. My heart was restless, slamming hard against my ribs as the door flung open to a sight that left me frozen on my feet. My room was in disarray, like someone had been searching for something in a hurry. With quivering legs I walked in, treading as stealthily as I could in case the culprit was still lurking somewhere in the room, waiting to attack me. I tried to remember where I hid t
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