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... sured, though her heart was anything but calm. It pounded against her ribs like a war drum, each beat a frantic, desperate attempt to break free from the cage of her own body.
Her fingers trembled slightly at her sides, barely perceptible, but she forced them into stillness, curling them into tight fists. Control. She needed control.
And yet, Malvoria's words slithered through the air, wrapping around her like invisible chains.
"You're my wife."
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