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... of the chandeliers reflected off polished marble and tapestries bearing Valerion’s crest. The King sat upon his high-backed chair, his face shadowed with fatigue and concern. Queen Isabella stood beside him, her expression composed but her eyes heavy with worry. Nyx, still clad in the travel-worn garments of their long journey, stood before them with her hands clasped behind her back. The weight of everything she had seen and endured seemed to press on her shoulders.
The chamber was sil ...
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