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... > Not embarrassment.
Rage.
The kind that crawled up from the spine and coiled behind the eyes.
His dark gaze locked onto Julian D’Aurelius as if he wanted to carve his name out of the air.
This bastard.
He’s dead.
Underfoot, the shiny stone caught their strained silence - cold, sharp, echoing battles without sound. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
Some guards moved ahead without thinking, creating space between Julian and whatever came next. ...
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