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... eonidus Hall when Augustus saw it—the letter.
It lay upon his study table like a coiled serpent, its seal gleaming with the violet sigil of House Merlin. The wax shimmered faintly in the half-light, a serpent devouring its own tail—ancient, noble, and ominous.
He did not need to open the letter to feel the weight of its meaning. He knew that seal, that crest. The Duchess’s hand. Sabrina Merlin.
"Of course," he muttered under his breath, voice low, almost bitter. "She alwa ...
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