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... uldn’t stop echoing in my head. Valerion. Heir. Wedding. Legacy. It was too much. By the time the heavy castle doors groaned open, my legs felt like jelly, my stomach rolled, and my wolf was whining, circling, begging me to crawl under a blanket and hide for a century. The Valerion castle... my so called home base. It was massive. Towers like spears stabbed the sky, walls shimmered faintly with goddess-blessed wards, and every window glowed gold like it was alive. The place didn’t just look old ...
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