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... hained to the ground.
His head lolled to one side, mouth twitching with mumbled pleas. One eye was completely swollen shut, and his lips were cracked and bleeding.
She knew that face. "Wait a second..." she muttered. "That’s Octavian."
Nessa gave a curt nod. "One of the lower council members. He mostly handles distribution between border sectors."
"He’s not even a high Lord," Emerald murmured. "What the hell is he doing here? What happened?"
Nessa crossed ...
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