Chapter 86: Poisoned Dagger

“Alaric—!!!”

Lyra cried desperately.

Her voice trembled as she rushed at Alaric.

She wished that everything was just a bad dream, that Vivienne didn’t try to attack her, and Alaric didn’t shove her aside and take the hit for her.

Yet it was true.

The dagger was still deep in Alaric’s flesh.

And the blood was pouring out from his wound, painting his white shirt into red.

Alaric held the dagger and