Chapter 122 The Third Heir
Rain whispered against the windowpanes of the east study—soft and persistent, like a memory trying to return. Damian stood near the hearth, firelight casting his sharp features in warm shadow. In his hand, he held a letter. The ink had long since faded, but the signature at the bottom was unmistakable.
Juliana Blackwood.
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