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The allure of power, the rush of adrenaline that came with manipulation and control, began to wane. Ezada couldn't quite explain it; perhaps it was the weariness of a thousand midnights, or the realization that the game she had played for so long had yielded nothing but emptiness. Whatever the reason, a change stirred within her, a slow awakening to the idea that there was more to life than the transient thrill of dominance.

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