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... eaceful, and untouched by the rumblings of war that had begun to shake the courts.
At the edge of the manor grounds, Cynthia Liora Aurelius moved like a blade through the training yard. Fire flickered across her knuckles, trailing in controlled arcs as she struck the old dummies with silent precision. Her dark red tunic clung to her frame, soaked with sweat, and her boots scuffed the gravel with every turn.
To an onlooker, she might have appeared simply a noblewoman with an unusu ...
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