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Chapter 4: The Tea That Doomed the World -
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And there, seated on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed and a cup of fresh tea balanced on one knee, was Asmodra.
She was still mostly dressed in the scorched remains of her crimson silk—though now her skin glowed faintly with restored power, her hair perfectly groomed, her eyes watching him with unsettling calm.
"Good morning, my flame," she said, sipping elegantly. "You snore."
Rein stared at her.
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