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... s ambition.
"How could this be?" Ashlyn murmured to herself. Her voice was a ragged whisper, bouncing off the silent walls.
She gripped the back of a velvet chair, her fingernails digging into the fabric.
"Derek has always been useless," she hissed, trying to force the world to fit her narrative. "Everyone knows it. The whole capital knows it. He was the skiver. The drunkard. The man who spent his days sleeping and his nights in the arms of a western witch."
She s ...
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