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... > Pink hair, simple hoodie, black jeans, scuffed white sneakers. Jade eyes like cut glass. No crown, no cloak, no stagecraft—just Alyssara standing in the hallway of my penthouse as if she weren’t the most hunted woman on the planet.
For one useless heartbeat I thought: she looks ordinary.
Every other sense corrected me. The wards along the jamb trembled, then flattened as her presence wrote itself under their skin. The air thinned the way it does at altitude. My Grey reared like ...
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