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... property, Philip was thoroughly unprepared for the grandeur before him. The wrought-iron barriers rose twenty feet high, every bar inscribed with protective runes that hummed with barely contained power. The ducal crest seemed to shift in the afternoon light, the heraldic creatures’ eyes tracking their approach.
Guards in the Duke’s livery—dark red trimmed with gold—stood at attention. Unlike the private security staff at the Yorgorian estate, these men carried themselves with military ...
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