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The palace burned with motion.
Boots thundered across marble halls. Orders were shouted. Magic flared in corridors where fear had once lived quietly. Torches lined the walls like watchful eyes.
But I heard none of it; all I heard was my own heartbeat.
Lavinia was gone, not missing, but taken.
And that single truth was enough to turn the empire into a cage I wanted to tear apart with my bare hands.
I marched through the Eloria capital city, sword ...
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