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... soft creaking of polished wood echoed faintly in the air, a rhythm almost too calm to match the intensity of what was unfolding inside the sleek, obsidian-trimmed Aoi family carriage. The interior was lavish—cushioned seats of deep violet velvet, small gold-framed windows offering fleeting glimpses of blurred horizons, and in the center, a tiny silver table inlaid with a rose crest. It was a space built for nobility, a moving throne room riding through the world with grace and speed.
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