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... agments scattering like fallen stars across the volcanic stone.
"Anointing?" His voice rolled across the vast space like thunder preceding lightning, each syllable carving itself into the volcanic stone walls with the permanence of divine law. "Or a desecration masquerading as ceremony?"
The assembled nobles turned toward him as one entity, their elaborate masks creating a glittering sea of anonymous faces. Hundreds of eyes focused on the young man who dared interrupt their most ...
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