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FROST - Chapter 97: The Crimson Soul
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... f his deep indigo cloak.
The moonlight carved silver lines along the intricate engravings of his shoulder plate.
The armor of a royal guard, once beneath him, now worn with quiet dignity: blackened steel with lunar sigils etched in silver, a long tasset flowing behind his knees like a knight in exile.
His sword hung by his side. But it was the crescent brand beneath the edge of his collar that defined him now—not as king, but as penitent.
He stared at the gate, ja ...
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