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... mes bore legacies stretching from noble lines to spiritual myths. And yet, it was the nameless thirteenth, the boy who simply nodded and said nothing of his blood or banner, who now held the room's gravity.
Argolaith didn't flaunt his background because he didn't need to.
His magic had spoken louder than titles.
His cube still lingered in their thoughts.
Elder Mirith finally stepped forward, her long robe gliding across the rune-etched floor.
"You've all g ...
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