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... polished for a man whose mind was an absolute mess.
Rhane’s boots echoed softly against the marble floor, but the pounding in his chest drowned out every other sound. It wasn’t the council that made his pulse riot. No, those crusted bastards couldn’t stir fear in him if they tried.
It was her.
Jenna. Delicate as a damned porcelain sword, fragile and sharp in equal measures.
He could still see her standing there, lips parted just slightly, like they were rememberi ...
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