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Candles burned low, their flames trembling in the suffocating silence. The thick curtains were drawn halfway, allowing only a thin thread of pale light to fall across the bed where Lian An lay unmoving.
Her face was bloodless.
Her lips were pale.
Her chest rose so faintly it was as if even her breath feared to stay.
The Emperor sat at the bedside, his fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. He had not slept. His eyes were rimmed red, his robe w ...
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