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“I do have something to say."
“Go on, dear,” Silverwood simpered.
“Today, in the forest,” my voice caught in my throat, “Silverwood…”
“Careful,” Silverwood’s voice was barely a whisper, but I felt it in my bones.
“Silverwood killed Siddhartha.”
“Lies!” Silverwood cried.
“And he told me he had orchestrated everything! My Binding, the Banishment, the Bounty, even Noiryn’s death!”
The Circle erupted in chaos. Silverwood continued to yell that I was lying, Wendiga jumped to his feet and paced the ground before his dais. I saw Mastyx turn to Four-eyes and begin to whisper. Archer stood before his chair, trembling with rage. It was Elizabeth’s voice that carried over the din.
“My brethren, please, be calm!” she called out. Miraculously the group quieted at her words. “Phoenix,
