As Lord Kealan's roar reverberated throughout the castle, his anger consumed him like a raging inferno. Every fiber of his being was ablaze with fury, his mind clouded with thoughts of retribution. Desina's betrayal cut deep, a wound that festered with each passing moment.
With a determined stride, Kealan stormed out of his chambers, his footsteps echoing loudly in the empty corridors. Guards and servants scattered at the sound of his approach, instinctively sensing the intensity of his wrath.
As he made his way through the castle, Kealan's mind raced with thoughts of Desina. How could she have been so foolish as to defy him? Did she not understand the consequences of her actions? The very thought of her defiance fueled his rage, driving him onward in his relentless pursuit.
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