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... tyards and whispered along the stone corridors. Liora stood by the outer colonnade, arms crossed, watching the sky churn.
She wasn’t waiting for Lucien, but his approach was impossible to miss.
His stride was measured, his cloak rippling behind him, yet when he spotted her by the columns, he paused. Just for a second. Then he continued walking, past her, not toward her.
Still, he spoke.
"The southern orchards need inspection today. Beatrice says, You know the grou ...
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