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... learned that the cruelest ones are etched in stone—quietly, stubbornly, and always in blood.
Roderick Vaughn’s name had appeared at the top of the Grimoire’s next pattern. Not as a threat. Not as a puzzle.
But as a warning.
He was going to die. And I had less than a month to stop it.
The problem was: fate wasn’t a blade you could just parry. It was a noose—subtle, tightening, patient. You had to cut it before it noticed.
I found Roderick behind the dueling ...
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