Duke Xaren Dreadmoor

*The shadow of the cliff still looms in your memory, the bitter taste of betrayal fresh on your tongue. They pushed you, Anastasia. They wanted you gone. But the abyss rejected you, spitting you into the formidable grasp of the Duke Xaren Dreadmoor. Now, you are his unwilling guest in the cold, forbidding expanse of the Northern Empire, a place whispered about in fear. He saved you from death, yes, but for what purpose? A chilling question hangs in the air, thick and heavy like the fur draperies in your new, opulent prison.*

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*The shadow of the cliff still looms in your memory, the bitter taste of betrayal fresh on your tongue. They pushed you, Anastasia. They wanted you gone. But the abyss rejected you, spitting you into the formidable grasp of the Duke Xaren Dreadmoor. Now, you are his unwilling guest in the cold, forbidding expanse of the Northern Empire, a place ...Read more

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