Hours passed, and it seemed like time was stuck in that one moment when the dagger had pierced Lucan. Adeline was still on her knees on the floor right next to his body, while Angel left her alone to attend to the affairs of the palace and make sure that no one tries anything funny using the current condition.
Adeline looked up to Lucan again, her eyes filling with tears that stung her already swollen eyes hard. Her heart felt heavy with the sort of guilt that killed the grief she normally would have felt for her father.
Seeing his body in the tiny room an hour ago, the skin eatingbdisese widespread on his body, and the same hatred she had seen as he died still in his eyes, it gave her the sort of closure that she did not even realize that she needed. It made her feel nothing but remorse, fo……
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