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... the space as she wrapped her cape around Lavinia.
A cold wind swept across, making the mage’s cape float. It was almost as if Ashen Heights itself was welcoming her.
For a moment, Lavinia felt strong. After all, the Velmourn Cape wasn’t just for warmth; it was what represented the Velmourns. Her wearing the cape meant that she would now be seen as one of the Velmourns.
Her long purple hair moved with the wind, a few strands brushing against her cheek before falling back o ...
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