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... iage in a secluded spot where commoners wouldn’t notice it and donned casual clothes before heading out for a stroll. Since he desired a bit of solitude, none of his maids accompanied him today.
He drifted through the battered capital alone, hood drawn low over a plain canvas coat.
Skia’s once‑perfect avenues now curved around heaps of shattered marble and blackened ironwork. Wind‑funnels—sleek copper towers that once tuned breezes into song—stood dented and mute.
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