Chapter: 95

And Charley�master thief, champion of champions, fighter to the death�dropped to her knees, puked in the grass, and promptly passed out.

"Breathe, Charlotte. Just breathe."

Dorian pressed the damp cloth to her forehead, wishing she�d say something. After she�d passed out, he�d carried her inside and cleaned her up, changing out of his own bloody garments and slowly bringing her back to consciousness, only to have her spiral into a screaming panic.

He�d had no other recourse but to compel her, and while the compulsion had silenced her shrieks of terror, the shock was still working its way through her system.

She�d been sitting in the study for well over an hour now, her eyes glassy in the firelight, her breathing shallow and erratic as Dorian knelt before her, willing her to return from the darkness.
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