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Chapter Twenty-Two

I can not stop shaking as more Rosenrough Keiju gather on the outskirts of the camp, which is marked by a mix of trees and brambles. The structures constructed from vines and branches are blocked by the Keiju who stand in front of them. In front of me is Aviva, and standing off to the side is Edgar, his eyes switching between me and the Rosenrough bloodline leader.

Though Aviva's smile is sweet and her movements graceful, her voice is full of a thrill that only my "sacrifice" can quench. But the other Keiju do not seem to know what Aviva has planned for me if they didn't practice sacrificing outsiders like myself on a monthly basis.