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chapter sixty

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Mira's POV

I visited Adrian more often than I probably should have, given that Rowan still hadn't fully decided whether to trust him, though something about the careful, patient way Adrian answered my questions, even the ones he clearly couldn't fully address, made the east wing feel less like a prison and more like a conversation I hadn't finished having yet.

He sat by the window when I arrived that afternoon, the same spot he seemed to favor most days, watching the training fields below with
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