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Eira

I had exactly two hours. Two hours to somehow gather the remaining pieces of my dignity inside the golden walls of the prince's chambers.

The mirror showed me a stranger. A white bandage crossed my forehead, dark circles shadowed my eyes, but my gaze was sharper than ever.

The clothes the servants brought were just as black and practical as before: leather trousers, tall boots, and a sleeveless laced top that left my arms free.

When I stepped onto the training ground, the morni
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