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... rstood how the game would be played. She didn’t come expecting fairness or warmth.
The Academy was just another court dressed in marble and gold—a place where power decided who spoke and who stayed silent. Her surname might have opened doors, but her bloodline would make sure every one of them closed again.
The first night confirmed it. The moment she stepped into her assigned dorm, she could feel it—the air had a kind of watchfulness to it. Lamps burned too steadily, the silence ...
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