Chapter 561

The chill of the night air, fraught with a tension as thick as molasses, wove through the space between them like an unwelcome specter.

Avery’s heart plunged the moment he saw his beloved Evadne standing with Thaddeus, the joy of her presence crashing down. around him, shattering like fragile glass.

“Evadne, my dear, you’ve come?” Mrs. Chambers‘ eyes sparkled with a tender gleam, and she looked as if she would rise from her wheelchair to embrace the girl if only her legs would allow it.

It was curious how Mrs. Chambers, whose memory often faltered when it came to her own son, never failed to recognize Evadne’s striking beauty. Her affection was a poorly kept secret, transparent as glass.

“Mrs. Chambers, good to see you,” Evadne greeted, bowing her head in polite deference.

Thaddeus wrapped a protective arm around Evadne’s waist, his gaze sharp and unyielding as a blade of ice, vigilant of Avery’s every move.

“Evadne, who is this?” Mrs. Chambers asked, bewildered by Thaddeus‘ stoic expression, clutching the hem of Avery’s shirt for

reassurance.

to speak when Avery, adjusting his gold–rimmed glasses, stole the moment with a smile. “Evadne, what a coincidence to bump into you here. Are

he acted as though

was sharp as frosted crystal, unwilling to mince words with Avery in front of Mrs. Chambers. “You know the darkness you’ve conjured, the blood on your

slightly, his gaze loaded with a love as brilliant as

is Evadne talking about? I don’t understand,” Mrs. Chambers said, her

massaging his mother’s shoulders, his angelic features belying the venom within. “Evadne, who’s Eden? I don’t know the

his chest at the memory of he and Cassius’s near–fatal encounter on

puppet master

What, a quicker death?

her waist, his

away in Helgen. But this was not

can we leave now?” Mrs. Chambers whispered, her

had been sheltered for years, her son’s care leaving her fragile as a leaf. Although autumn

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