Felion watched the chaotic scene unfold, and a strange sense of familiarity washed over her as though she had seen this exact moment before. Before she could fully process the thought
In a sh, she lunged forward and ranked Mantice back in the nick of time
The knife, aimed with deadly precision, missed its mark and instead grazed Maurice’s left arm, cutting through his impably tailored wit and leaving only a shallow wound
No one had expected Felicia to intervene, let alone help Maurice
Even Stephan’s typically calm and nonchnt demeanor cracked with a rare expression of shock.
Amid the cham, a horrifying squelch broke the stunned silence. It was the sound of a <b>de </b>cutting into flesh
Maurice had seized the life in mid–air, gripping it rightly. Without hesitation, he drove it into Imogen’s chest
Time seemed to stop.
The world fell into an eerie, suffocating stillness. It was as if they were left in <b>a </b>vacuum, leaving everyone watching the scene in stunned silence, their eyes wide with disbelief.
Il time could rewind, it would reveal everything that had <b>happened </b>in the brief moment Felicia reached <b>out </b>to pull Maurice back
The de, which narrowly missed Maurice’s arm, <b>was </b>caught by him. Using themotion caused by Stephan’s men rushing to stop <b>him</b>, <b>Maurice </b>pushed Felicia aside and <b>in </b><b>a </b>split second. plunged the knife into Imogen’s chest.
Felicia turned sharply, her eyes locking on Imogen’s trail, pale figure copsing <b>to </b>the ground.
A guest of wind brushed past Felicia’s ear as Stephan lunged forward, catching Imogen just before she hit the ground.
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When Felicia met Stephan’s gaze, the fire burning in his eyes anger<b>, </b>hatred, and fury–<b>was so </b>intense it felt like it could reduce <b>her </b><b>to </b><b>ashes</b>. Felicia froze, unable to move for sem
second
At that same moment, Stephan’s men subdued Maurice, pinning him to the ground with brutal efficiency.
Acold, biting wind swept through the clearing, chilling everyone to their core and snapping Felicia back to reality.
She scrambled toward Imogen, pulling two small bottles from her pocket. Without <b>hesitation</b>, she poured out a pill from one and prepared to feed it to Imogen
But just as she reached forward, Stephan’s hand mped down around her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.
“Can I trust you, Felicia?”
Stephan’s gaze was icy, filled with unprecedented coldness, disappointment, and a piercing sense of scrutiny
Felicia knew that her earlier move to protect Maurice had shattered Stephan’s trust in her. From <b>any </b>angle, it <b>looked </b><b>like </b>she had chosen Maurice’s sides. And, <b>in </b>a way, she had.
<b>now </b>Her voice, when she finally found it was steady but bitter. <b>“</b><b>You </b>have no other choice but to trust me
Imogen’s wound was too deep, dangerously close to being <b>fatal</b>..
Even if Stephan doubted Felicia, there was no one else who <b>could </b>save Imogen. They did not have enough time to rush her to a hospital, and no <b>one </b>else present had the medical expertise to
Felicia’s medicine could save Timogen
Faced with <b>the </b>life of his sister hanging by a thread, Stephan relented. His hand fell away<b>, </b><b>and </b>he watched with a stony expression as Felicia fed two pills to Imogen
Scarlet, standing nearby, opened her mouth <b>as </b>if to speak bat ultimately held back, biting her lip.
Only she knew the value and origin of the medicine Felicia was using
It was something Felicia had created beforeing to Seldvale. It was previously locked away in her medicine om as Felicia <b>had </b>feared Stephan’s potential demise. She had used countless rate and precious ingredients–even her own blood–to–fine it through <b>painstaking </b>effect