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Damon’s POV

The council chamber stank of wine and cowardice.

Nobles filled the long table, their silks rustling, their jeweled fingers tapping impatiently. Their eyes flicked toward me, then to the empty seat at my side, the one meant for her. For Ronnie.

“My king,” Lord Elric began, bowing only ...

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