Wyrdkey to unlock both door and
sarcophagus, and unwittingly freed Erawan.
The demon king had seized the duke’s
body. His father ...
Dorian’s heart raced as he passed collar
after collar, around and around the room.
Erawan hadn’t needed one to contain his
father, not when the man possessed no magic
in his veins.
Yet Erawan had said that the man hadn’t
bowed—not wholly. Had fought him for
decades.
He hadn’t let himself think on it this past
week. On whether his father’s final words
atop the glass castle had indeed been true.
How he’d killed him, without the excuse of
the collar to justify it.
His head pounded as he continued to circle
the tomb. The collars leaked their unholy
stench into the world, pulsing in time with his
lily
(lily)
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