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... Caelthorn Thion didn’t move for a long while. He stood stiff by the tall, arched window, watching the retreating forms of the young man and the girls trailing behind him.
Virellen walked at their side, animatedly chatting with the smallest of the three. But Caelthorn’s eyes weren’t on his daughter.
They were on him. The one they called Enric.
He looked... impossible.
Tall, but not just in height—his presence bent the space around him. The way people stood straight ...
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