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Her entrance was like a silent thunderclap—elegant, sharp, and impossible to ignore. She glided through the ballroom like she owned it, and in a way, she did.
Her white hair gleamed under the soft chandelier lights, cascading down her back like liquid moonlight.
Each step was a statement of grace, nobility, and power. Conversations faltered. Cadets—first-years, second-years, and even bold third-years—paused mid-sentence just to gawk.
Alex, seated at the table wi ...
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