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Chapter 54 - Cold Flames, Awkward Bridges
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... olden light over the dew-kissed grass of the training grounds. Luca stood in the center, saber in hand, slicing through the still air with fluid motions. His breaths were steady, the rhythm of his aura syncing with each strike. It was a quiet, focused morning—just like any other.
Until he heard footsteps approaching.
He didn’t need to look to guess. "Lilliane again," he murmured under his breath with a faint smile. "She’s persistent."
But as he turned, his smile faltered. ...
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