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... Duke’s study, the air was heavy with the stale scent of burnt-down candles and sleepless anxiety.
Derek looked terrible. His eyes were red-rimmed, his hair a mess, his shirt rumpled. He hadn’t slept a wink. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Marissa being led away in shackles. He saw the doors of the judiciary carriage closing on her face.
He had spent the night pacing, writing letters, and issuing orders to his network of spies. He had sent men to the taverns to silence the ...
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