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~Zara’s POV~
When I arrived, the throne room was quiet—it was the break of dawn. The only sounds were the distant crackling of torches and the rhythmic clicking of my boots against the obsidian floor.
I had woken early, too restless to sleep. My instincts screamed that today would not be easy, and I needed to be ready.
So I dressed in the only armor I had—black leather, fitted but flexible. My trousers were new, gifted by the fae attendants, a ...
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