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... the armor he had so carefully built. His hardened gaze, the brutal mask of a warrior, faltered. The familiar coldness in his eyes softened, and for the first time, a flicker of something raw and vulnerable glistened in his pupils, bright as burning steel.
And as he closed his eyes, he felt a warmth that had been foreign to him all his life, a warmth that made his heart ache even as it healed.
For beneath the prince’s cold precision, beneath the strategist’s cunning, was a son wh ...
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