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... often than not recntly, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames that danced in the hearth.
The silence was a deep one, broken only by the occasional crackle of burning wood. Tonight, his study felt smaller, the walls pressing close with the weight of his plan. He allowed the silence to grow until the quiet murmurs of his assembled company took on a tense anticipation.
Maxim Sylmaris, first son of Eliron and the heir to the Sylmaris house leaned against the wall near the fireplace ...
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