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... rth, the wheels groaning in protest against the uneven terrain.
Outside, the world had been stripped of color. The lush forests of the capital had given way to the jagged, teeth-like peaks of the Whispering Mountains. The snow here wasn’t the soft, romantic fluff of the Solstice. It was hard, driven by a biting wind that howled like a dying animal.
Inside the carriage, the temperature was dropping rapidly.
Primrose sat on the velvet bench, wrapping a thick fur blanket tig ...
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