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... hed open the heavy doors to Lord Callen’s private chamber.
Not the grand gallery where nobles were received, but a smaller, more intimate space where true power resided. The air inside tasted different, drier, older, as if the very atmosphere had been curated to Callen’s exacting specifications.
Lord Callen Dathen Velrane sat behind a massive desk of polished obsidian, its surface reflecting the pale light from narrow windows like black water.
He didn’t rise as Soren ente ...
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