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... ts were still wet from the dawn rain, the cobblestones shining like black glass beneath the carriage wheels.
Every turn drew the eyes of hundreds — merchants, beggars, and soldiers alike watching in uneasy silence as the King of Byzeth, the reborn shadow of Valeria, was paraded through their heartland like a prize or a threat.
Aric Valerian sat within the open carriage, hands bound in polished silver cuffs that glimmered faintly with a restraining enchantment.
Serina sat ...
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