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... t everyone in trance. The gazes, though reluctant, shifted from Xion to the Archduke.
Darius was descending the steps of the podium.
His movements were less like walking and more like drifting, as though even gravity dared not hinder his grace.
The obsidian robe shimmered under the enchantment lights, and the silver embroidery along the hems caught every flicker of light, perfectly matching his silver hair.
Only Xion noticed that Darius had styled his hair the sam ...
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