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... a had long since forgotten the distinction between cold and warmth, between the living and the dead. She knelt without expression, her body still as carved marble.
"My king," she said at last. Her voice was flat, uncolored, the voice of one who had burned away every string that once bound her to the world. "What is your command?"
Morvain’s laughter broke the silence, sharp and cruel, filling the throne room like a whip crack. His golden eyes gleamed with a hungry pride as he lean ...
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