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... ning air drifted through the slightly opened balcony doors of the Rosenthal border estate, carrying the scent of blooming spirit-flowers and distant incense from the summoning gardens. Aubrelle could not see any of it—her world was darkness behind a silk-white bandage—but Pipin perched on the vanity table, pale feathers ruffling softly, saw everything for her.
Three months.
Three months since the Sylvanel–Thal’Zar war erupted like a forest fire across the world.
Aubrelle ...
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