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... > Just... heavier.
A pressure beneath the ribs. The kind of weight that told you someone else was watching. Someone powerful. Someone old.
Eldrin turned his head just enough to see the shadows move.
Not a soldier.
Not one of his people.
The man who stepped into the ruined courtyard didn’t need to be introduced.
He wore no crest. No sigil.
But the wind shifted as he walked.
And the trees bent ever so slightly in his direction — like ...
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