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Morning did not arrive gently. It came with a pale, muted light—soft across the stone walls of Veyrhold, yet carrying a weight that could not be ignored.
The estate stood in stillness. Outside, the imperial carriage stood prepared. Its structure gleamed beneath the early light, draped in deep silks and marked unmistakably with the crest of Zahryssar.
The serpent insignia caught the wind—flowing like water across the air alive. Zahryssar guards stood in formation—silent, ...
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