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Duke Aren Veyrhold sat alone in his study, the fire having long burned low beside him.
Dark circles hollowed the skin beneath his eyes, shadows carved deep by sleepless nights. Papers lay spread across his desk—petitions, ledgers, treaties—but none of them held his attention. His gaze passed over the words without seeing them, fingers lingering uselessly on the edge of parchment.
Outside the tall window, snow drifted down in a slow, unending veil, muffling the world bey ...
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