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... the scent of frost and old ashes. Starfall’s towers stood firm, but the world beyond the estate’s stone walls could not be contained. Conflict brewed—in the distant forests, among the border towns, even within the council’s heart—threatening the fragile peace Ethan and his allies had struggled so long to build.
Each morning brought new anxieties. Lysander paced the council corridors, fielding reports of mysterious attacks along remote borders: supply convoys ambushed, border watchtowers ...
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