Chapter 116 Surrender

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Eleanor sat on the floor, the incense filling the entire room. The healer's convention filled the room, each working on slow acupuncture around Conaan's body. The sun was slowly rising over the horizons, and her tears stood in her eyes, her chest lightly heaving. It has been an excruciating amount...

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