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... streets were still, and the air was cold, draped in a solemn mist that lingered even after the sun had risen. He didn’t speak to the guards who greeted him at the gates, offered a nod, and passed through.
His cloak billowed behind him, heavy with the scent of forest and metal. The gala, the Academy, and Ahcehera all felt like a different world now. A world that no longer recognized him. He walked through the halls of the Mors estate, halls that had once echoed with the laughter of his ki ...
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