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Looking at the fractured mirror in the corner of the room, Nora tentatively touched her pale, sallow cheek. Her voice was hollow, stripped of its usual military steel. "My reflection... I must look hideous to him now."

Chloe and Lyra shook their heads in unison. Before her marriage, Nora had been the "Rose of the First Military Academy," a woman whose beauty was matched only by her lethality