"The structural trade lines are completely validated, Commander, and our house remains profoundly honored by your personal verification," Cedron stammered, his posture twisting into an immediate, groveling display as his terror vanished behind a mask of high-born compliance. "Franklin, unlock your vocal cords and render our ultimate gratitude to Master Duskbane this instant!"I fixed my silver eyes on Cedron's chiseled jaw, my inner beast letting out a cold, internal hiss. When my skills secured a border monopoly, his tongue granted me my true childhood marker, klinton. The exact microsecond my position seemed unranked or useless, his octave defaulted back to Franklin.I turned my head toward David, forcing a flat, mandatory response past my teeth. "My gratitude.""The obligation is entirely mutual," David replied, his golden eyes locked onto my pupils while he systematically dismissed the surrounding guards with a sharp tilt of his chin. "In fact, my vanguard owes a debt of appreciat
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