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... ling a room that spoke of restrained power rather than opulent wealth. Shelves lined with books and scrolls, a large map of the region on one wall, and a sturdy, unadorned desk of dark wood. Behind it sat the Duke himself.
He was younger than Adam had expected—perhaps in his mid-thirties. Handsome in a sharp, severe way, with neatly trimmed black hair and penetrating blue eyes that held the weight of command. He wore no crown, but an aura of natural, unquestionable nobility hung about hi ...
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