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"Oh, we’ve arrived," I murmured, leaning over Zephyy’s side as the familiar sprawl of my estate came into view—white rooftops gleaming under the pale sun, smoke curling from chimneys, and the gates standing proud and peaceful.
Zephyy landed with a smooth THUD!—graceful for a creature his size. The moment his claws touched the ground, a handful of people sprinted toward us.
Nick. Baron Sigurd. A few guards. All with that we-have-a-problem-but-we-don’t-want-to-say-it look pl ...
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