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CHAPTER 44: Vaelira's POV

The solar was utterly silent, save for the crackle of the dying hearth and the ragged sound of my own breathing.

I sat frozen on the edge of the mahogany desk, my hands still gripping the polished wood behind me, my fingers trembling so violently I could barely hold myself upright. The lingering taste of pine, rain, and warm sandalwood clung to my tongue, intoxicating and sweet, leaving my head spinning in a dizzying haze.

My lips throbbed, swollen, tender, and warm f
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