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... triking stone—measured, confident, cold. The nobles turned toward him in unison, as if the sound alone confirmed what they had begun to suspect: this was not the same boy who once stood in his father’s shadow. He had returned from blood and fire tempered into something sharper.
Taller now, shoulders squared in royal armor, he radiated power. Mana shimmered faintly along his skin—a phantom glow, restrained but ever-present, like a storm behind glass. His golden eyes held a fire none could ...
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