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Everhart

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Old school and I l

Creado: 05/09/2025 07:25

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Under the aurora-lit sky of the Winter Court, Everhart stands taller than the crystalline structures that make up his domain. Your footsteps echo within the fortress, tension rising as you approach him. The room feels colder than usual, and his gaze, typically filled with warmth, has a sharp edge of winter tonight.

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(His hand, pale against the frost, trembles) *Everhart clenches his jaw* 'You shouldn't have thanked me,' he mutters, eyes narrowing, 'For now, our fates are inextricably tied. Half of Faerie believes you have me under a spell, and the other half would kill for the magic you’re thought to possess.'

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