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... stepped out of the throne room.
The silence was heavier than it should have been. No war cries. No spells detonating. No blood in the air. Just a castle full of echoing ghosts and a sky dimming slowly into twilight.
She exhaled deeply, feeling her fire recede from beneath her skin slowly, reluctantly, like a creature too alert to sleep. Her muscles ached. Her throat was raw from shouting and smoke. But she was alive. So were the others.
And Lucindra was gone.
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