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... ned at the altar’s corners, each flame fed with sacred incense. The smoke curled upward like threads of silk, but not all rose clean. From the east brazier, the smoke dragged heavy, clinging low to the ground before crawling sluggishly upward.
The court stirred uneasily.
"Why does the east smoke falter?" a minister whispered.
"It hesitates," another replied. "An omen... perhaps Heaven already speaks."
"A warning," muttered a third, eyes darting toward Ananya.
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