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... ms folded behind his back, gazing through the tall window that overlooked the moonlit edge of the estate. He wasn’t watching anything in particular. His eyes were sharp, but turned inward.

Thoughts of Damien looped like a slow-burning mantra.

[Cradle of Primordials.]

He didn’t say it aloud. The words didn’t need voice to weigh heavy.

It was the oldest method. The rawest. The one their house hadn’t dared use for over five centuries.

Not because it was forbi ...

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