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... he gates slowly, as though in disbelief that we were alive. Their eyes widened at the sight of Lucas, battered but standing, and then they shifted to me—clothes torn, dirt smeared on my skin, blood dried at my temple.
But I didn’t flinch.
I was too tired to care.
The castle came into view, standing tall and imposing against the darkening sky. Warm golden light glimmered from the high tower windows, spilling down like lies dressed in silk.
When the guards opened th ...
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