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... armor dulled and dented by years rather than battle. The shadows of House Seravin’s grand hall stretched over her, almost hiding her from sight.
They hadn’t offered her a seat. No steward. No escort. Just a quiet dismissal—"wait there." And so she did. Hours passed, players walked by, nobles drank and posed. She never moved.
She could have left. But she didn’t.
She was watching. Waiting. For someone who noticed what others ignored.
"You got eyes that notice," she ...
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