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... meeting stone with a deep echo that rolled through the courtyard. The midday sun hit the worn path leading to the mansion, its glow catching faint dust motes dancing in the air.
Noel stood at the entrance, one hand resting casually on Revenant Fang’s hilt, the other in his pocket. Noir sat beside him in her small form, tail flicking lazily as her violet eyes followed the approaching carriage.
’They’re really here,’ Noel thought, watching the ornate Estermont crest painted along ...
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