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... on the freezing, familiar stone of his mansion; the next, he was watching the opposite wall of the east wing disintegrate.
The realm of the Veiled space opened to orange lights and the air was heavy—thick with the scent of forests, scorched jasmine, and the copper tang of fear
Lucian barely had time to straighten up before the room itself seemed to revolt against his intrusion.
The atmospheric pressure shifted so suddenly that a heavy, scarred wooden chair came hurtling t ...
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