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... lls like secrets too long kept or forgotten.
Casimir stood near the map-strewn table, one hand resting on the Summerlands’ carved emblem, his other curled around the hilt of his sword.
Caroline stood beside him, dressed in a cool blue gown that shimmered like morning frost, the silver circlet of her crown catching the sunlight. Her magic simmered just beneath the surface, she was calm and alert.
The doors opened with a resonant creak.
King Cyrus of the Spring Cour ...
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