Chapter 0350 Once we were out of eyeshot of the I guards, Enzo silently pointed down another long hallway. This one was lined with large windows on either side that had curved designs etched into the glass, causing the light from the full moon to cast patterns on the floor. The three of us quickly made our way down the hallway, taking care not to be seen through the large windows in case I anyone was looking, and then came to I a point where the hallway branched off into two directions.

“I think his bedroom is down this way,” Enzo whispered, his voice so low it sounded like nothing more than a gentle gust of wind. He pointed to the right, where the corridor went straight on until it reached a dead end with a

large alcove that contained a marble statue, and Luke and I silently followed him. = As we walked down the hallway, each side was lined with a few large, heavy wooden doors. Enzo paused at each one, chewing his lip nervously; clearly, he didn’t know exactly which room belonged to his father. But when we came to the last door in the hallway, I could tell that he sensed his father inside, and he seemed much more confident now. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Enzo glanced over and Luke and I. We both nodded, then watched as he slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door.

Inside the large room, with its high, arched ceiling and large canopy bed, a low fire glowed in the fireplace. It

fire hadn't been tended to in some time, and was getting close to being nothing but. I I embers. The bed, which was made out of what looked like mahogany wood with ornate spiral designs carved into the four tall

but none of us could see just yet who it

forward and reached out for

pull back the curtain. It felt like an eternity passed, and the entire time I

neck.

Luke and I and nodded, then reached into the bed to wake his father up. I slowly walked over to see, but when I did, my face fell and

and he stumbled backwards, clamping a hand over his mouth as his eyes

I could hear him breathing gently, but it wasn’t a solid and steady form of breathing. It was what I learned in medical school to be known as the “death

get a better look, and when

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