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... rom the rest of the mansion—thicker, quieter, as though the walls themselves were holding their breath.
Lucian stood by the expansive floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the Sentinel lying in the foyer below.
He had laid Isabella on his bed—a massive expanse of dark silk he had barely touched since his waking.
She looked painfully small against the deep charcoal sheets, her skin pale, the faint lavender veins along her neck pulsing with a soft light that matched the ...
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