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Lord Marcel let out a deep sigh, his frustration finally boiling over. His gaze shifted from me to Tor, and I could see the muscles in his neck tense as he gritted his teeth. It was clear that my words had struck a nerve.
Without another word, he turned on his heel and stalked back to his seat, the weight of his anger settling in the air like a storm cloud. He did not even bother to sit gracefully, but instead, dropped into his chair with a forceful ...
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