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... of lanterns cast soft shadows over the faces of Madame Maxime and Elijah White. They sat at a corner table, both cloaked in silence—one thoughtful, the other tense. Elijah leaned forward, his fingers curled around a cup of untouched tea, his brows furrowed in frustration.
"You haven’t felt any trace of her batch?" Maxime asked, her voice low but heavy with concern.
Elijah shook his head slowly. "No. Not a whisper. If Eira was ever in this country, she’s long gone."
Befor ...
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