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... , each man, guard, and servant rooted to the spot.
The lifeless bodies of Meholt and Zahai hung from the upper staircase railing, their faces drawn and dark in death, shadows pulling across the hollowed skin beneath their eyes.
Alan, the unreadable face of Aric’s guard, clenched his jaw, his hand gripping his sword hilt as though it were the only thing holding him steady.
The silence stretched, each person looking to the prince, awaiting his command.
Aric, his gaz ...
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