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... hat expected the world to hush politely when it spoke. "God help me, Arthur, but I'm yours."
I stared at her then—properly stared. Not the casual, dismissive look of someone who'd seen her face a thousand times, but the careful gaze of someone truly trying to understand.
Cecilia Slatemark.
Golden princess. Daughter of emperors. One day, the Arch Witch herself, a name that would have entire continents treading lightly and double-checking their words before speaking.
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