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... direction with the same enemies behind them—which was not the same thing as trust.
Victoria kept her distance, sword never leaving her reach, eyes tracking Noah with suspicion honed by necessity.
Noah walked as though the mountain path were a mild inconvenience, boots finding footing where there shouldn’t have been any.
Night wind cut through the rocks. Far below, torchlights crawled like angry fireflies—search parties that refused to give up.
Victoria broke the s ...
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