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... gaze fixed instead on the shelves lining the far wall, rows of parchment and scrolls stacked so meticulously they seemed untouched by time. Each one was worth a fortune, the knowledge and offerings of generations, gifts brought to her altar by countless worshippers.
All the wealth of the kingdom at her back, and yet here she sat across from him, calm and unshaken, as though the last hour had never happened.
As though she hadn’t struck him with her hand, sharp enough to sting his ...
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