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... de, the flickering candlelight stretching their shadows across the floor.
Caelen moved with a soldier’s confidence, silver armor gleaming beneath a black surcoat.
Lyra, by contrast, was fluid and quiet, her lean frame wrapped in deep crimson leather and her hair tied in a high messy bun.
Her eyes scanned the room—calculating, wary—as if assessing potential threats even among allies.
Velrosa gave a nod of welcome, then gestured toward the long table in the center o ...
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