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Elara lifted her cold iron shackles. “To lock you in them.”

She gestured, and the air shimmered. Elara saw her brother again—not as a victim, but as a man who had walked into the Spire willingly, who had begged Lyria to take his soul because his mortal life had been nothing but loneliness and pain. The succubus had not stolen him. She had answered his prayer. succubus stronghold seduction

Finally, she reached the throne room at the spire’s heart. There sat Lyria the Graceful, more beautiful than a sunrise on a still sea, her wings folded like silk drapes, her tail curling lazily around the armrest. She wore nothing but a knowing smile. Elara lifted her cold iron shackles