She Sneered That I’d Ruin The Air—But The Guards Left Her Ashen And Still
The Obsidian Grand glittered under the crisp, dark autumn night like a billion-dollar monolith of imported Italian marble, warm golden light, and absolute, unforgiving exclusivity. It was a five-star fortress …
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