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... . Boots snapped together. Backs stiffened.
Then all of them—every single guard stationed at the manor’s entrance—bowed low in perfect unison.
"Greeting, sire."
Their voices blended into one deep note, the kind of disciplined chorus only men trained under Alina’s iron expectations could produce.
Leon’s steps slowed. A faint night breeze brushed past, teasing his sweat-damp black hair, making a few strands cling to his forehead. His shirt was rumpled, his scent stil ...
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