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... p iron sconces forged in the shape of crowned skulls. This was the Hall of Concord neutral territory carved deep beneath the Bloodridge Mountains, far from the reach of any kingdom. Only summoned in times of impending collapse, the Crimson Summit had not been convened in over two centuries. The last time, a thousand kingdoms died.
Cambria stood at the center of the obsidian floor, her crown gleaming beneath the firelight. Her cloak of sable feathers dragged behind her, whispering of stor ...
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