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... f the Observatory’s private wing—once a meditation hall, now repurposed for high-ranking meetings. Early autumn air drifted in through the open archways, crisp and dry, brushing past tall marble pillars that lined the walk to the council annex.
Arcten arrived precisely on time.
Not early. Not late.
He walked with the same lazy grace he always had—shoulders loose, coat draped open, scabbard hanging low at his hip. His hair was half-tied, his boots slightly dusted from the ...
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