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... eflection.
Elara Valcrest.
The delicate noble girl whose face now belonged to me.
The weight of my new reality settled like a vice around my chest. This wasn't some second chance at life—it was a trap. A cruel joke played by fate. I was no longer the feared villain. No longer the shadow that ruled the kingdom from behind the throne. I was powerless.
But I had been powerless before. And I had conquered everything.
A soft knock at the door pulled me from my ...
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