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Chapter 28: The General of the Second Army Group
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Finally, the grand doors of the main hall swung open, and with the sound of steady footsteps, a tall, imposing man entered. His presence radiated authority, and as his gaze swept across the room, the chatter that had filled the air abruptly faded, leaving the hall in a momentary hush.Beside him stood a woman clad in an elegant deep-red silk gown. Her composed demeanor and regal aura immediately marked her as a noblewoman accustomed to wielding power. Together, they presented a flawless front, a shield of dignity that cast an air of solemnity over the gathering.Alia’s gaze was drawn to the man despite herself. Even in the brightly lit room, he stood out like a towering mountain—unyielding, commanding, and utterly overwhelming. The sheer weight of his presence overshadowed even Marcellus, standing at her side, causing her heart to clench with an inexplicable tension.A shiver ran down her spine, spreading through her entire body. It wasn’t fear, exactly, but a primal reaction she coul
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At that moment, Marcellus gently squeezed her hand again. The warmth of his touch eased Alia’s turbulent emotions, grounding her in the present. He didn’t say much, but his small gesture spoke volumes. She looked up at him, their gazes meeting briefly but meaningfully. His silent reassurance seemed to say: Even if that man cannot support you, I will always be here.This quiet support gave her the strength to bury her tangled feelings deep within. Straightening her back, Alia resumed her graceful composure, ready to face the social demands ahead.When the topic turned to her mother, Alia felt a sharp pang in her chest. Though she had never truly met this mother, the emotions carried by this body were overwhelmingly intense. Her mother’s presence hovered like a mist—distant and intangible, yet ever-present. Alia’s gaze lowered instinctively, her mood shadowed by an unshakable heaviness.Marcellus noticed her shift in demeanor and stepped in smoothly, speaking in a calm yet apologetic to
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The ballroom sparkled with resplendent light, casting shimmering reflections as the elegant melody filled the air. Graceful steps and twirls intertwined, painting a dreamlike scene on the polished floor. Among the dancers, Marcellus and Alia drew many glances, but another captivating pair—Elias and Lianna—also stole the spotlight.Lianna’s dress swirled like blooming petals with each step, her radiant smile so warm it could melt the winter’s chill. Dancing alongside her, Elias wore a perfectly tailored white suit, exuding the poise of a prince stepped out of a painting, his every move brimming with grace and charm.Lianna’s delight at dancing with her heart’s desire was unmistakable, her happiness lighting up her face.As the music transitioned into a new passage, the dancers began to exchange partners. Elias moved deliberately toward Lianna and Marcellus, offering a courteous bow and extending his hand to indicate his intention to swap. His eyes were gentle yet firm, leaving no room
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