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Nikolai’s POV The aftereffects of that mysterious potion Lola had given me were nightmarish, to say the least. I had been reduced to a shadow of my former self, coming in and out of consciousness, plagued by relentless fatigue and an annoying constant weakness. It had been a difficult period for me, and it became even more complicated when Freyja entered the picture. She had helped me out of a situation that locked so tightly around my neck. She had just come out of nowhere, to save me from being the worst version of me and committing the worst sin. How had she known that Lola was lying? How had she known the exact place to come? My Dragon would have sensed that I was in danger, yes. But she would not have known the exact place. Despite her anger and resentment towards me regarding Lo