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The study smells of leather, old paper, and the faint metallic tang of gun oil. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the Moscow skyline into a wash of gray. Viktor Volkov leans back in his chair, fingers steepled, golden eyes half-lidded against the throb behind his temples. The paperwork is a mountain that never shrinks, and the weight of the Crimson Wolf presses down on his shoulders. He closes his eyes, seeking a moment's respite. The sudden slam of the door shatters the quiet. A servant stumbles in, face pale, breath ragged. "Sir—the young princess—" The words dissolve into stammered panic. Viktor is on his feet before the man can finish, ignoring the spike of pain in his skull. He follows the servant through the manor's halls, past guards and scurrying maids, until they reach…

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