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... r on the wind, she disappeared from the estate before anyone even realized she was gone.
The guards, trained and alert, failed to notice her slip through the maze of blind spots she had memorized over the years.
She didn’t wear the colors of House Everhart tonight—no regal embroidery or identifying crests. Just a simple, weathered cloak that concealed her form from head to toe.
She blended seamlessly into the night, making her way toward the heart of the Everhart domain. ...
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