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... n that bored tone of his. His gaze was cold, unbearably so as though his mixture of intent, danger and pure force power dominated the space. His imposing presence towered within the dim torchlight atmosphere as he stood there in his dark attire with a golden necklace encrusted with jewels worn around his neck.
His cold gaze slowly assessed me, before they rested on the prisoners who shied away from his gaze. "Aww, leaving so soon are we? And here without so much as a goodbye?" Lord Skard ...
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