Chapter 114 The Offering
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- Valen parts as if nothing has transpired between them—as if he didn’t just openly challenge me. He moves leisurely, as though this is his court, and not mine. A smirk ghosts his lips as he settles into one of the crowded rows, plucking a goblet of wine from a passing maid’s tray with effortless ease.
- His gaze doesn’t stray from Elara. He watches her as if she belongs to him.