Chapter 462

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MIRACLES DO EXIST NARRATOR Silas froze.

He wasnt fond of physical contact unless it was with Sigrid, but he endured the embrace stoically and didnt act rudely.

Despite the awkward moments, that afternoon, Silas reclaimed a small piece of his family.

Still, deep inside, the only family he truly acknowledged was the woman by his side.

All the love in his heart was for her.

Everything else had withered away.

Seizing a moment alone while his aunt dragged Sigrid to the kitchen to help with the afternoon tea, Silas approached the baby in the crib.

The dark tattoos no longer stayed confined to the child's face they were creeping, slowly consuming his tiny body.

Silas extended two fingers, placing them on the babys forehead.

Instantly, the dark magic writhed, resisting, fighting against being expelled The baby let out acry of pain.

refused to leave, but Silass power commanded it

cast an illusion to deceive the aunt so she wouldnt hear the

could feel exactly what

mist oozed from the babys forehead, ---- hesitating before

energy was no longer

stopped crying and drifted into the deepest sleep he had known

faded away, leaving

was no longer cursed with

live a long life, just like any

We're leaving, Thank you.

But...

tea...! Your uncle hasnt even returned from the fields

to talk, to let her

waved as she was dragged

this time, she

his aunt closed the doorhesitant, saddenedshe stepped toward the

poor thing was always restless, but now, he had been quiet for a

the floor, sending everything

hands over her mouth to keep from screaming, tears spilling as she stared at

where that

child in silence, she would protect her nephew as well, no matter what he

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