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... ely, but the narrative of the Witch Queen had been replaced by the image of the woman who bled in the ash.
A thousand miles away, Soren was cutting through the provinces with frost and steel, tearing the roots of the network out of the frozen earth. He was fighting with the sword; she was fighting with her own blood. Two battles, two methods, but the same war. And neither of them knew if the other would survive the victory.
The healers were efficient, their touch light as they he ...
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