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The wheels of the imperial carriage creaked steadily behind me as my horse trotted ahead, hooves striking rhythm against the frost-hardened path. The wind bit cold against my face, carrying with it the scent of pine and smoke from far-off hearths. Normally, I welcomed the sharp air—it cleared the mind and kept the senses sharp.
But today... everything felt heavy. Wrong. Because something was wrong with Leif. And I could feel it.
The way his smile had wavered at the ...
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