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... up and jaw locked in quiet thought. Papers lay open before him, maps and letters smeared with ink and intent. The air smelled of old books, iron, and war.
Cedric stood before him, wringing his hands like a man caught in a storm without an umbrella.
"Lord Tareth swears the letter is a forgery," Cedric said, eyes darting from the prince’s blank face to the floor. "He admits he was reluctant about marrying Lady Avelyn, but says he eventually accepted it out of duty to his father. H ...
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