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... the sound of footsteps echoed behind him, followed by the soft creak of a door opening. Damian turned, his eyes narrowing slightly as he braced himself for whoever it might be.

It was Victoria.

She looked as regal as ever, dressed in her usual crimson attire. But beneath that polished exterior, Damian noticed the signs of fatigue—the slight droop in her shoulders, the faint shadows under her eyes. Still, despite her obvious exhaustion, she moved with purpose, her gaze locked on ...

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