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... each hand—and stepped into the cold morning air. The marble floors behind him were silent now, his room left untouched, the place where Mayla once greeted him now only a memory.
Nobody wished him a happy birthday yesterday.
Nobody but Valttair and Caelum.
Lysandra was away in a larger city on official business. And Mayla... well, Mayla was still lying in that bed...
He walked alone.
’I don’t want help,’ he thought, tightening his grip on the leather handle ...
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