The chamber exploded in gasps.
Lucien blinked, stunned silent.
“She will rip the tongues from their mouths,” she growled. “She will gouge out their eyes. She will break their c***s in half and shove them down their own throats. She will paint the altar with their entrails and offer their heads to the gods as trophies. Do you hear me?”
“She is from a bloodline thst has not existed in thousands of years ”
“We thought every last kind of her bloodline were deae but she is the last”
More screaming. One of the maids collapsed in the back. Another girl began to sob.
And still.
Still, Sera twitched on the stone. Her skin glowing brighter. Her belly pulsing red. Her breath shallow and slow like something ancient was pouring through her bloodstream.
The healer stepped toward Lucien.
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