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152. The King’s Declaration

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The subterranean corridors of the Northern fortress reeked of acrid black powder, metallic blood, and burning stone.

Dominic stood among the smoldering debris of the breached cell block, his broadsword dripping crimson onto the shattered floor. His chest heaved with ragged breaths, his golden Alpha eyes blazing through the thick grey smoke. Around him, Northern warriors tended to the wounded and cleared the rubble left behind by Ezekie

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