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... y hand like it was some kind of forbidden artifact, I made my way back to my chambers. The corridors were quiet at this hour, the soft glow of enchanted lanterns casting elongated shadows across the polished marble floor. The palace staff, sensing that my mothers were in a particularly murderous mood, wisely avoided eye contact as I passed.
It was understandable.
Verania had been muttering threats under her breath about Riven for the last twenty minutes, and Sylvithra, though muc ...
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