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... down to the vial that sat patiently on the table, untouched and quietly demanding justice. For a moment, the old man remained silent, his lips pressed into a tight line, clearly weighing the dignity of the hall against the grace he had just been shown. Lady Isabelle’s charm was not something easily denied, and her manner had not only been polite but layered with an unmistakable nobility that even he, a man who had presided over centuries of assessments, could not ignore.
With a heavy si ...
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