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... her. Instead, he found the halls restless, servants whispering. One whisper kept circling: Hadrian Arvand hadn’t returned all night.
Confusion tightened his chest. If Hadrian had taken Lorraine, he would have paraded her under his roof, feigning normalcy to avoid suspicion. But he hadn’t. So... where was Hadrian? And where was Lorraine?
On the road home, something snagged his eye. A stretch of forest path too clean. A freshly broken branch, but no fragment nearby. Twigs snapped, ...
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