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... ~Rhiannon’s POV~
Bloodfang Estate – Council Hall
I dressed in the ugliest, oldest thing they left me—a faded, wrinkled tunic that smelled faintly of dust and bitterness, paired with trousers that had a threadbare knee and cuffs that hung too long.
There was no vanity in this choice—only strategy.
Let them see what happened when they gave me rags. Let them own it.
I stood by the mirror just long enough to tie my hair back, ...
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