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... a secluded altar overlooking a temple of ambition.
Alaric sat alone, the glass wall before him rendering the noble sea of velvet-draped guests and auction staff into a distant, hushed theatre of motion.
The soft hum of arcane lights, the occasional flourish of elegant laughter, and the muted rustle of silken robes created a dreamlike soundscape far below.
But Alaric heard none of it.
His thoughts roared louder than the crowd.
Before the auction began, he h ...
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