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... t Lucian’s skin. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in his other private chamber, the black velvet of his doublet absorbing what little light the flickering torches offered.
He looked every bit the Sovereign of the Unholy. His long, dark hair was slicked back, emphasizing the sharp, predatory angles of his face and the cold, flinty gray of his eyes.
The silver thread of the embroidery caught the light like barbed wire, a warning to any Council member who dared to look to ...
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