Chapter 39

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Ronan stood in front of the cracked, silver-framed mirror in the dimly lit chamber, his hands trembling as he fumbled with the brass buttons of his heavy woolen cloak. The fabric, dyed a deep forest green, felt oppressive against his skin, its weight a constant r...

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