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... gold of Altera’s evening lights. From the royal office, the capital seemed alive, sprawling like a furnace that refused to dim, its towers glowing, its streets humming far below. Yet behind the desk, the king stood motionless, broad shoulders framed against the horizon, violet eyes unblinking.
Dax hadn’t moved in hours. Not since the silence.
The collar had been meant to anchor Christopher, to bind him in a way words and crowns could not. Instead, the quiet that followed had pres ...
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