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FIFTY-SIX: My Soldiers

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-14 02:29:45

MINTHE

My Soldiers

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Lyria swallows hard, forcing a tight, saintly smile back onto her face.

The oak exit doors are still vibrating from Pierre slamming them shut.

Around us, the remaining guests and visiting Alphas filter out, sensing the shift in the air.

The orchestra packs up their violins, the scraping of wooden cases cutting through the silence.

Cassian slinks over from the dessert tables, wiping berry jam off his thumb onto his trousers.

He stops beside me, leaning his shoulder agai
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