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Chapter 10.2. The Healer.

– Well, well, – hissed a voice like venom, long tongue flickering between lips that curled into an evil sneer: – If it isn’t little Cian de Danann. Come back to pay respects, have you?

The words hung heavy in air, thick with malice and dark promise alike. Lilith remained hidden – watching, waiting, biding time until moment was right.

Cian jumped up and unsheathed his sword.

– You! – he screamed: – You are still here!

– Were else should I be? – hissed a voice from the shadows: – It is my home after all.

– Who are you? Why are you here?

– Why would not I be here? This place was once my home. My people’s home, until your people came and slaughtered my family. I spend centuries living here. Where else should I go?

Cian’s sword flashed in moonlight, blade trembling slightly with barely restrained fury, as he faced down a