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His voice dropped an octave, still pleasant and polished, but with an undertone of hunger. The kind that didn’t feed on food or sex or even revenge.
It fed on unraveling the strong.
Hadeon lifted his glass again, not to drink, but to admire the frost lining the rim. Like the last breath of something beautiful before it broke.
Then, with the practiced ease of a monarch without a crown, he turned toward the gathered crowd—nobles draped in velvet and power, eyes ...
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