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Ikarum spotted Damion and strode toward him.
The crowd fell silent, holding their breaths.
Jedrick didn’t look at his brother; instead, he watched Olga, who was sitting down.
She, too, was gazing at Jedrick with sorrowful eyes.
Her entire body was caked in dirt, and she looked exhausted.
Scratches and bruises, invisible in the firelight of the banquet hall, were now visible on her face and forearms.
They seemed to be marks left by Ikar ...
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