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... r in the dimly lit meeting room.
The single candle placed in the center of the wide wooden desk flickered feebly, casting long, ominous shadows on the walls behind them. Both the witch and the king appeared like specters, their silhouettes dark and menacing in the wavering light.
Rhaegar looked exhausted. His usually vibrant amber eyes, once sharp and commanding, were now dulled and almost lifeless. The effort of eradicating the remaining purists while simultaneously hunting thos ...
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