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... flect. Not to speak.
He walked with purpose, his violet eyes as cold as the storm that always lingered around his presence. The grand halls of the Volcrest estate were quiet, but the workers and retainers still bowed their heads respectfully as he passed.
"Young Master Volcrest," some whispered, bending at the waist.
But Kane said nothing.
Not a glance. Not a nod. He walked past them as if they were shadows, phantoms in his peripheral vision. His destination was f ...
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