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... ient banners, and gleaming black marble underfoot — yet nothing could mask the stench of blood that clung invisibly to the air.
Lady Morlain stood before the assembled Council and noble houses, her silver hair braided tight against her skull like a warrior preparing for execution.
Her hands were still, perfectly composed.
But her eyes—
Her eyes burned.
"Esteemed Council of Esgard," she began, her voice steady but alive with a dangerous undercurrent. "I com ...
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