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... hadows of betrayal and battles, now stood as a beacon of peace. The scars of the past had not vanished—but they had softened, woven into stories, passed down through generations like old songs. And the palace? It was no longer just a symbol of power—it was a home.
Selene stood at the balcony of the East Tower, the wind gently tousling her silver-streaked hair. Her eyes watched the twins—Azrael Jr. and Caelan—race each other through the orchard below, bursts of glowing magic trailing behi ...
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