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... lone as Darius had left him at the door. The heavy wooden doors closed behind him with a soft thud and he walked forward to stand before his father's desk.
The room had no windows and smelled of parchment and ink, the light of the candle illuminating the desk and the shelves lined with tomes of war, history, and Bloodbinding techniques.
Lord Abram Ross sat behind his desk, quill in hand, finishing the last strokes of whatever document he was working on.
For a long moment, ...
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