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... he palace garden. The stone under his boots felt cool, and the air was tinged with roses and fresh earth. Leaves rustled gently above, and the soft murmur of a nearby fountain colored the silence with peace.
And there—just ahead, standing alone near a blooming rose bush—was Queen Sona.
Her back remained to him, silver-white hair cascading down like wisps of moonlight, reflecting softly with the pinkish hue of evening. A hand stroked the bloom of a rose, fingers tracing as if to l ...
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