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... The first thing she noticed about their mansion was how cold it was.
Not just the marble floors or the high walls made of actual gold — but the very air itself.
It was the kind of cold that crawled beneath your skin, settled deep into your bones, and made you feel like you would never be warm again.
She was around eight years old when they dragged her through those luxurious halls — barefoot, wrists bound in iron shackles, and her dress tattered from days spent in a cell. ...
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