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Author: Favour
last update publish date: 2026-09-26 07:39:01

AUTHOR’S POV.

"Oh, Goddess," Juliet breathed, stepping closer to him. She placed a gentle, comforting hand on his armored forearm, projecting deep sympathy. "I am so sorry. Who would do such a terrible thing inside your own walls?"

"I do not know," Godric admitted, staring at the dead maid. "But they are living inside my keep."

Looking up into his angry eyes, Juliet offered a soft, reassuring smile. "Do not let anger cloud your judgment, father. You are the smartest tactician on the continent.
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