//CHAPTER SEVENTY//

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Fallon brought Althea to the palace the next day by afternoon. Zavian was still sitting next to Davina. He poured the herbal medicine into her mouth little by little, wiping away any drops on her chin. "Your Majesty, I brought her." Fallon came rushing in with the witch. Althea did not bother greeting anyone. Her purple eyes were fixated on Davina. "Heavens, what a mess." She muttered to herself. Althea's face twisted as she went towards Davina. Zavian did not stop her andover out of the way. Althea could see what others did not. Around Davina's body was the aura so evil and notorious, that Althea wanted to hide and pray. The lower half of Davina's body was swirling with this aura, a thick black cloud of pure evil. It was creeping up her body slowly, taking bits of her soul. "It is

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