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CHAPTER 31
Henri stared at the flickering candle on the coffee table, its flame dancing nervously as if it too sensed the tension in the air. He could hear the muffled sound of footsteps in the hallway, and his heart racing with anticipation, wondering who it could be. Was it Blord?
Henri's voice cut through the silence, his tone laced with conc