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... at intervals kept their hands folded neatly over polished armor. Courtiers whispered without glancing his way. None dared stop him.
Seraphine walked a pace behind.
Her silence wasn’t hesitant.
It was respect.
By the time they reached the private wing of the palace, the moon was rising past the high arches of the central courtyard. Its light spilled through the latticed windows, washing the walls in pale blue and silver.
Two guards flanked the doors to the ...
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