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... on the table before him.
The wax seal glowed faintly crimson, bearing the sigil of Augustus, Viscount of the leonidus Marches. Beside the parchment lay another document, the sigil of the Holy Seat still broken where his fingers had torn it days ago. Two letters. Two worlds colliding.
He did not touch it yet. He simply watched the rain run down the glass, the drops racing each other like threads of time unspooling toward a single end.
Behind him, Catherine moved with that ...
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