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... long after midnight, the velvet pouch clenched in her hand, pulse thrumming like a heartbeat against her skin. Whatever this relic was whatever magic lingered in its threads it wasn’t benign. It felt... aware. And hungry.
Just before dawn, she left her quarters, the estate cloaked in stillness. Not a soul stirred. Not even the guards. They must’ve rotated shift convenient. Or orchestrated.
She didn’t go to Rhett. She didn’t trust the silence that followed his every step. There wa ...
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