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... her breath hitching in her throat as the sudden confrontation sent a jolt of adrenaline through her weakened frame.
The corridor, which had felt like a vast, empty tunnel only seconds ago, now seemed to shrink around her.
Clara stood rooted to the spot, her arms overflowing with a stack of heavy, leather-bound books that looked nearly as old as the walls themselves.
The witch’s sharp gaze swept over Isabella, lingering with a mixture of shock and undisguised disdain on t ...
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