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... tle porcelain, sending shards of bone and a fine spray of blood across the polished floor and the foot of the ornate bed.
For a moment, silence reigned—
Broken only by the slow, rhythmic drip... drip... drip... of thick red liquid pooling beneath him.
The man standing over the corpse exhaled softly, as if bored.
"Clean it," he commanded, his voice cold and detached.
Without a word, the woman in black stepped forward. She knelt gracefully beside the body, p ...
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