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... robes trailing behind her, crimson bleeding into shadow, every step deliberate and final. I stayed on the bench long after she’d disappeared through the archway, frozen in the space she’d just occupied, my chest doing something strange and uncomfortable.
The garden felt warmer now.
Not from the braziers lining the path, or the summer heat that clung to Solmire like a second skin. This was different. This came from her... from the way her presence had saturated t ...
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