NovelFameChapter 827: "Full, pulsing, and pure. Everything you've been missing... it's only a matter of time." "It's only a matter of time," Vladya repeated, though in a quieter voice.
"We just have to... pray for the Oracle's survival. The ritual can only continue if she lives." Daemonikai nodded solemnly once more. The Oracle was still fighting for her life.
Bringing Zaiper's sins to light had shattered seventy of her bones. The first and most extrcase of its kind. Shad already lost hope, but Daemonikai refused to give up.
He had summoned the oldest and most skilled healers, the best shamans from Urai and beyond. For two months, they had tried everything: treatments, blood rituals, enchantments.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut still, her self-healing abilities had not activated.
Without that, her bones would remain broken, and she would not survive.
A week ago, one of the elder shamans had formally requested permission to perform the Ceremony of Peaceful Rest—a ritual meant to ease the soul's passage into the afterlife.
Daemonikai had refused.
He would not hand her over to death.
Not yet.
"Anything else anyone wishes to add before we conclude the day?" Daemonikai rose to his feet, his voice signaling dismissal.
The court was already stirring: robes rustling, chairs scraping, the echo of people preparing to leave, the post- session chaos buzzing in the air.
"Actually, yes, Your Majesty," said the Grand Lord Gaff, rising to his feet.
"It concerns the night of the lunar eclipse." Everything fell silent.
"I believe it's twe stop pretending it isn't right around the corner, and begin making real preparations." "It's been happening for years, Lord Gaff,” replied Grand Lord Belzebob, crossing his arms.
"Oh, please," Gaff shot back. "Are we really going to pretend we haven't noticed the repeated signs? waxing moon has appeared m more frequently than it should over the past few months. No one knows exactly when it will arrive, but the signs are there. I think it's twe stop delaying and start preparing.
Daemonikai's good mood vanished O completely. The content is on novelenglish.net! Lunar eclipse night.
The very words made his shoulders tense. He preferred not to think about it—not about the last one, and m last the one to come. But certainly hot the Gaff, as Grand Lord of Ceremonial Affairs, was right. Turning away wouldn't dispel what was looming.
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