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Chapter 32: War Room

Persistent hammers tapped at the inside of Violet's skull. Light kept trying to seep through her closed eyelids. She groaned and rolled over, velvet cushions meeting her cheek. The sharp, spicy scent of cloves filled her senses.

"Eden, my head is pounding—get that smell out of here," she ordered, trying to bury her aching head in the pillows.

"Hmm, I thought you'd like it," answered a voice Violet knew even in her stupor.

She pushed herself up on her hands to find King Curzon lounging in a chair next to her. He was draped in toffee-brown furs, silver beads braided into his dark hair, and those toxic blue eyes radiating intensity.

Memories started returning to Violet—the battle outside Toreva, the blood elves possessed by the souls of the dead, and Eden.

Violet jumped to her feet, fighting her spinning head, anger pumping through her. "Where's Eden? What happened to him? Tell me now or I'll make you wish you were one of your corrupted dead."

Curzon's eyebrows raised in surprise. "I don'
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