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As Lavinia was perfumed and her brown hair styled, she clenched her teeth tighter and tighter, listening to all that filth.

What that bastard really deserved was to have his balls cut off—she’d take care of that after stealing his magic.

She was led into the hallway with a heavy cloak covering her naked body, walking in silence through the oppressive corridors until she reached a room where all the candidates were gathered.

The chandeliers above cast a soft glow over their nervous, mad