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... simply stared at her.
That silence lingered longer than it should have.
Under his gaze, her composure cracked.
Her chin faltered. She looked away, if only for a breath.
The middle-aged man standing beside them sighed and stepped forward.
His patchy beard and tired eyes made him seem older than he was.
His uniform bore the House crest, but there was nothing ceremonial about the way he moved.
His name was Elias Daelthorn, third born of the Ho ...
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