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... was practical, methodical—her self-control sharp as a well-honed blade. Nothing she did was impulsive... everything was calculation, purpose, and efficiency. Well, that's what she told herself—let's not judge.
While many believed she would sit on some throne awaiting reports or watching from afar, she was right there. Standing atop a snowy hill beneath the morning sun, her crimson trench coat billowing behind her like a war banner. Hands tucked into her pockets, eyes half-lidded in pure ...
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