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... slumped in his chair, the once-magnificent velvet robes draped carelessly over his body like a funeral shroud. His fingers curled tightly around the stem of his goblet, the wine inside long since spilled over onto the table, staining the fine wood with a dark red hue.
But he hardly noticed.
His green eyes, dulled by drink, were fixed on the large portrait that loomed over his chamber.
Mirelle.
His beloved sister.
His one perfect thing in this wretched worl ...
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