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... perceptible flicker of a blood-rose scented candle casting haunting shadows that danced upon the walls. Her once-majestic gown lay crumpled at her feet, and her crown rested delicately to the side, abandoned like a forgotten dream. Clutched tightly in her hand was a gleaming silver dagger—an ancestral heirloom known as Silariel, a blade forged to pierce not flesh, but the very essence of noble souls.
Opposite her, Lady Ravencia remained motionless, her presence a silent ...
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