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... of reports she’d already read twice.
Her office was neat suspiciously so. A rare ray of late-morning sun slanted across the dark wood, illuminating dust motes in the air and the gleaming obsidian handles of her swords.
The door was ajar, letting in the distant echo of castle life—somewhere a servant trilled a lullaby, and far off, a child’s high laughter rang like a bell.
But not Kaelith’s. Kaelith, her chaos, her fire, was off at the demon spa with Elysia and the "gentle ...
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