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... nter of the throne room.
Her white hair glowed faintly under the room’s ethereal light, her blue eyes reflecting a mix of calm and defiance.
She didn’t cower or tremble. Her stillness was unsettling, her presence a stark contrast to the reactions UV1 was accustomed to—fear, submission, and despair.
"I know what you are," UV1 said finally, his voice deep and measured. It echoed through the chamber like a decree.
Ani met his gaze without flinching. Her expression re ...
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