“You’re bleeding again,” Haldyn said.
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He turned. Prince Vald stood with his cloak torn, one arm wrapped in blood-soaked linen. His eyes still flickered gold at the edges — the demon’s remnants watching from inside. “You’re bleeding again,” Haldyn said
“I’m always bleeding.”
He drew his sword not to strike, but to swear. “You’re bleeding again