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... his mother’s hair, the only memory he still clung to without bitterness.
The imperial courtyard was cold and still, marble tiles reflecting the scattered glow of overhead lanterns. Moonlight broke through in shards, barely visible past the encroaching circle of armored figures.
Yet, when he looked up, he barely caught a glimpse of the moon as the ring of swordsmen surrounding him blocked most of it from view, their blades pointed at his throat.
"Raelis Varekan," one of t ...
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