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Chapter 184: The Red House (2).
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... son veil shifting slightly as she continued her address to the assembled Templars.
Her voice carried the weight of centuries— probably. No one knew how old the damn fossil had been alive for, but there were rumors that she had been alive for over two hundred years.
The cathedral’s vast ceiling seemed to absorb her words, the massive painting of the crimson-armored warrior looming over them all like a silent crown.
At the table, two figures leaned close to one another.
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