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... towering spires of the Celestial capital in soft hues of amber and gold.
Inside Lakeman’s private palace, the once-heated chamber had cooled—though the scent of sweat, semen, and spent nobility still lingered in the air.
Scattered across the room, like offerings left at a forgotten altar, lay the divine bodies of the Celestial Dragon noblewomen.
Twelve in total. The most beautiful. The most sacred. The most untouchable women in the world.
Now bruised. Marked. Brok ...
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