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... etting her long silver-blonde hair cascade down. Her hair didn’t quite match the stiff muscles of her hardened face. More than anything, she wore an oddly exhilarated expression—completely unlike someone standing in the middle of a massacre.
"Flee from here immediately. The marquis insisted I deliver this message. The emperor is a fraud. Do not throw away your life in vain," I urged.
"Wh-why... Why would he—?"
Her voice, which had been as sharp as a winter gale when comma ...
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