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... nce of someone accustomed to command, tall, broad-shouldered, his storm-gray coat lined with silver thread that shimmered with each stride.
His eyes, sharp and unyielding, swept the palace gates ahead, calculating, dissecting and anticipating his father’s next move.
Each step echoed like a drumbeat of authority.
But as he crossed the threshold into the imperial corridor, something shifted. His shoulders relaxed, his gaze softened. The predator became the prince.
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