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... of wealth and power that stretched across the horizon like something out of a fairy tale. Yet, even as the grand halls and ornate archways came into view, my mind was elsewhere—spinning, racing, caught in a whirlwind I couldn’t quite control.
Because Arthur was here.
I had missed him more than I thought possible, and now, sitting this close to him, everything else seemed distant. The weight of the day, the pressure of the expectations, the lingering shadows of memories I refused ...
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