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The question was a key, offered to a lock she had refused to acknowledge.
The room fell silent. Angela’s sharp eyes darted between them, the political ramifications momentarily forgotten in the face of this personal archaeology. Eastiel and Arkai stood still, sensing a revelation more intimate and fundamental than any prophecy.
Cecilia’s breath hitched. Her mind, so adept at strategizing about futures and pasts, was forced to turn inward, to that specific, pivotal ...
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