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... ont gates. The chill felt heavier than it should, like the house itself exhaled frost. Quenya floated behind his collar, invisible, her presence tightening when she sensed the edge in him. He tried to set his shoulders straight, but the dread clung under his ribs.
The iron gates opened without a word. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
The butler waited inside the archway. A tall man, pale, with a face carved into courtesy. He did not bow. He only turned and walked. Lucian followed t ...
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