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CHAPTER 441
~Zara's POV~
Immediately, we left the room and headed straight back to the throne room.
The grand doors creaked open, and the dimly lit hall stretched before me, torches flickering along the towering obsidian walls.
At the far end, Davion sat on his throne, a smirk tugging at his lips, his fingers tapping lazily against the armrest. His violet eyes gleamed with amusement as I approached.
Kaid walked beside me, his presence steady, but I could feel the tension in his stance. He didn't trust Davion—not even for a second. And neither did I.
"Are you ready for your next trial?" Davion's voice echoed through the hall, smooth and taunting.
I squared my shoulders. "I'm ready."
His smirk deepened. "Good."
With a flick of his wrist, three figures stepped forward from the shadows behind his throne. My breath hitched as they emerged into the torchlight, their presence overwhelming.
