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... d the corridor beyond felt sharper somehow, cleaner. Gabriel adjusted the fall of his coat as he walked, the subtle weight of the imperial signet pressing against his palm where he’d curled his fingers into a fist.

"Approved," Marin had said, his tone clipped but certain.

"Under supervision," he’d added, as though supervision could contain him.

Gabriel didn’t slow his steps.

The palace’s northern wing opened into wider halls, each one lined with lanterns that puls ...

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