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... the darkening town. But behind those golden eyes, her mind was a whirlwind of branching paths and collapsing futures. She discarded flawed strategies like a card sharp ditching bad hands, searching for the single, elegant play.
If Raven wanted the source of Moreau’s wealth, there was only one place she could be planning to go. The Ancient Caves held secrets worth more than all the amber in Orellia’s cliffs—artifacts and knowledge that had funded Moreau’s rise from small-time pirate to re ...
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