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... g streets of the capital, a shadow among shadows. She was wrapped in a heavy, charcoal-black cloak that swallowed the faint light of the distant lanterns.
Beneath the wool, she wore the plain, nondescript clothes of a tradesman’s wife... durable, drab, and entirely forgettable. Her unmistakable midnight blue hair was tucked tightly beneath a dark linen coif, and the deep hood of her cloak obscured her face, leaving only the sharp glint of her eyes visible.
In the realm, illusion ...
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