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... in her bones before the castle walls even acknowledged it, the tiniest tremor thrumming through the marble beneath her bare feet as she stood by the open balcony, staring out over the obsidian cliffs of Narthalem.
The Demon Kingdom had never been quiet, not truly. There was always a hum, a song of subterranean magma and whispering winds, of wingbeats and tail flicks and the slow heartbeat of an ancient, breathing land. But this was something else.
Something wrong.
She did ...
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