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The morning air in the capital city was crisp, despite chilly cold a few days ago.
Dew clung to the leaves outside Akamir’s window.
Four days had passed since the dome, the fairies, and the Bride of the Forsaken Tree.
’And I still hate every second of it.’
Akamir groaned as he fixed his shirt.
He stood in front of the mirror, his shirt half-buttoned, crimson eyes narrowed at his own reflection.
The scars from the skull-vines had fad ...
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