Chapter 833

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THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SOUND SIGRID The magic of that sorceress intertwined with my own.

I watched as her eyes turned completely white.

She was in a trance, trembling, mumbling incoherent spells.

I wasnt scared.

If anything, I was curious.

She was prophesizing, something.

I could feel it.

What was it? Was it about me, about us? Our hands tightened around each other, and I closed my eyes, drawing her vision into my mind.

I could feel the hum of our combined powers.

Then, I saw it.

my memory, a location

A cave.

I knew this cave.

was special,

was where I had made love to

lying on a rustic, makeshift bed on the ground inside that natural shelter, I realized we

she saw, I saw

"Sigrid, drink my blood!" Silas loomed over me, his body nestled between my open legs, slicing his wrist and letting crimson drops

much that I thought I would explode in the next

the pain tore through my

It felt so vivid.

prophecy

my own body,

too much! No,

they come early? Why?!" His roar was filled with rage and

looked down between my legs with pure

the two

mist

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