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... n’s voice called out firmly from within.
Damian squeezed Evelina’s hand reassuringly, giving her a small, almost imperceptible nod before pushing open the door.
It was Evelina’s first time stepping into the king’s private study, and despite everything weighing on her heart, she couldn’t help but look around.
The room was nothing like she had expected. It wasn’t grand, like the throne hall, or formal, like the council chambers.
Instead, it felt cosy and lived-in. D ...
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