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... g long shadows across the expensive marble floor. Lady Sachel sat on a velvet armchair, her hands gripping the armrests tightly as she stared across the room. Her perfectly poised composure was cracking. Her eyes were wild, and her lips, usually painted in a perfect shade of red, quivered with unease.
Across from her, a man stood near the window, his face shrouded in darkness. His tall figure was intimidating, exuding a quiet power that unnerved even someone as calculated as Lady Sachel. ...
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