Chapter 92: Two and a Half Pieces of Cake
Saint Eustacia froze mid-motion. A fleeting, almost imperceptible trace of disappointment crossed her face, but she said nothing more. She simply raised her free hand, fingertips glowing faintly white, and…
Saint Eustacia froze mid-motion. A fleeting, almost imperceptible trace of disappointment crossed her face, but she said nothing more. She simply raised her free hand, fingertips glowing faintly white, and…