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... , it illuminated the dust motes dancing in the frigid air, highlighting the sharp, lethal edges of the man sitting behind the mahogany desk.
Soren was dressed in full imperial regalia, the heavy, silver-threaded furs of the North draped over his shoulders, the obsidian crown of Nevareth resting low on his brow. He looked every inch the sovereign who had frozen a thousand battlefields.
His presence was a weight In the room, cold and commanding. Beside him, Aldric stood like a shad ...
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