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The Name That Starts Wars

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The room went quiet.

Amara looked between them, confused.

“…Okay,” she said slowly. “You all look like someone just said the world is ending.”

Dante leaned back in his chair.

“Not the world.”

He pointed casually toward Lucian.

“His peace.”

Amara frowned.

“That doesn’t explain anything.”

Lucian’s expression had hardened.

Cold.

Focused.

Dangerous.

“Leave us,” he told the scout.

The wolf bowed his head quickly and left.

Amara crossed her arms.

“So… are we going to talk about this m
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