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... capital tomorrow for tournament registration. Your trainer shows up at dawn."
I sit bolt upright. "Tomorrow? But I can't even hold a sword properly!"
Derek's face gives nothing away, those steel-gray eyes cold as ever. "Then learn fast. House Westfield's future rides on this." He straightens his jacket with a quick flick. "Night, Daren."
The door closes with a soft click that feels like a death sentence. A combat tournament? Me?
The guy whose biggest physical chal ...
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