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... f Petra’s old watchpost, a crumbling stone structure buried in ivy and silence. Years ago, it had stood as the first checkpoint for trade. Now, it was home to little more than shadows.
Lucien halted his horse, dismounting with calculated grace. "Stay behind me," he instructed without turning.
Evelyne sat still, clutching the edge of her saddle. Liora followed quietly, her gaze drawn to the dark archway ahead half-broken and wrapped in vines.
Lucien drew his hood lower as ...
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