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... a pale, reluctant gray. The manor’s corridors smelled faintly of damp wood and oil lamps, a reminder of the chaos outside.
Lucien stood in the courtyard, his cloak dark and heavy with rain. Liora joined him, her hair pulled back hastily, the shadows beneath her eyes betraying that she hadn’t slept.
"Another messenger," Edgar announced, stepping forward with a sealed parchment. His voice carried an edge of unease. "From the capital. The king requests your presence at the next coun ...
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