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... de tables, no fire crackled in the hearth to ward off the morning’s chill. Zeke had ordered the space left deliberately austere, save for two chairs positioned across from each other like pieces on a game board.
Through his Sphere of Awareness, he tracked Azra's approach long before the man entered. The ambassador moved with measured steps, flanked by two figures whose faces vanished beneath heavy veils. The fabric wasn't ordinary cloth—it shimmered with enchantments designed to deflect ...
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