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... oulders, she turned to me and spoke in a low voice; quiet, yet clear enough for all to hear: "Please, come with me."
As we stepped into the vast corridors of the palace, the murmur of the hall faded behind us. The interior was an echo of the splendor outside: long navy carpets, brass candelabras catching the light with every step, bas-reliefs of century-old wars etched into the walls... What coursed through the veins of this palace was not nobility, but grandeur itself.
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