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... ance both Ashborn and Avin snapped to their feet.
"What the hell?"
Avin thought, fingers tingling with the sudden shock of motion. He hadn’t meant to stand — his body had obeyed an old, carved-in command that detonated whenever the Duke’s name filled the room. The action felt like a fuse in his skull lighting without permission.
Heavy footsteps answered Leo’s words from the corridor. The air thickened. Avin’s knees betrayed him with tiny, electric tremors—so small no one ...
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