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... dow of Kendrick’s bedroom suite, casting long shadows across Asharian rugs that had witnessed three centuries of Nernwick births, deaths, and everything in between. The ancestral estate sat forty miles from the nearest settlement, nestled in the remote valleys of northern Avalondia where the family’s first duke had claimed land when magic still ran wild through the forests. Here, where no curious eyes could witness his degradation, General Kendrick Nernwick sat imprisoned in an elaborate wheelch ...
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