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... ht iron fence wrapped in thorny vines.

The mansion—if it could be called that—was large, sure.

Three stories. Tower spires. An open courtyard.

A forge annex. But it was painted in deep black and charred brown, streaked with years of neglect.

It looked less like a home and more like a haunted fortress that only appeared during blood moons.

Nolan stared at it from the gate.

"Charming," he muttered. "Perfect place for a friendless noble like me."

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