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... she thought Malvoria might hear it. The air in the room was thick with tension, the lingering warmth of the bath clinging to her skin, her damp silver hair sticking slightly to her shoulders.
Zera had already moved a few steps away from her, her body tense, but her gaze remained locked onto Malvoria.
The Demon Queen stood in the doorway, her presence as suffocating as it was undeniable.
In her hands, she held a dress.
Not just any dress—it was stunning. Deep roya ...
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