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... stage for Kael's next move. Securing investment from the Duke and the Marchioness was crucial, and Victor, ever the loyal vassal, had managed to arrange a private meeting with Duke Marveil. The invitation to the Duke's mansion was a significant step forward, but Kael knew the path ahead was fraught with challenges.

The carriage rolled through the cobblestone streets of Valoria, the clatter of hooves and wheels echoing off the stone buildings. Kael, Keira, Victor, and Lily sat in silence, ...

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