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Chapter 433: King Of Nightmare
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... nd him, ruffling the long silver-white coat he wore, but he barely noticed.
His mind churned with dark thoughts, rage simmering behind his slowly rotating crimson eyes. The Daydream Court—his court—was meant to represent order, unity, and strength. At least on the surface.
And now?
Now the Nightmare Court had become one, under a single prince whose power Arthur could no longer predict, contain, or ignore.
Ezra Matten.
The name burned in his mind like a bra ...
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