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... ning in the palace. Six years of learning to kill without feeling. Now he was fifteen, taller, stronger, and emptier than the boy who had once cried in a carriage.
The northern wind bit through his coat as he rode back to the borderlands. Snow fell around him like white ash. His silver mask caught the light, cold and smooth against his face. It had become part of him now. Sometimes he forgot what he looked like underneath.
The Czar’s orders were simple. "There’s a traitor at Veli ...
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