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Chapter 115: [] Rebirth in Fire
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... sun beat down upon the ancient stones of the Spear Tower, heat shimmering above the battlements like a mirage.
Prince Doran Martell sat motionless in his cushioned wheelchair, trembling fingers resting on ornate armrests worn smooth from years of his grip.
His dark eyes, still sharp despite his weak and failing body, fixed on the horizon where the Summer Sea melted into an endless blue sky.
But it wasn't the tranquil azure that held his attention.
It was the ring ...
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