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... like a summer breeze, except this breeze carried the faint promise of a storm.
"It has been a while, Archbishop Raven."
The moment those words rang out, every single person in the throne room, knights, attendants, guards, even the stone-faced attendants near the walls, dropped into a deep, respectful bow.
Archbishop Raven bowed lowest of all.
"Indeed it has, Lady Elizabeth," he replied smoothly, still bowed. "Far too long."
"No need to be so formal," the ...
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