Chapter 114

Gideon’s POV

We left the apartment, stepping into the chill of the morning air, the stench from the box filling our senses as we moved. Whatever was inside reeked of decay—something dead, something rotten.

My gut churned at the thought of what Baron might have sent us. The question hung over us like a shadow: why send this grim message now, just after his forces had taken two of our territories?

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