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... enveloped Lake Texcoco, large bonfires were lit all around the capital city. The royal palace was bright with firelight, and servants bustled about. Joyous singing and laughter floated through the rose garden, while inside the King’s Great Hall, there was still an atmosphere of quiet and solemnity.
Aweit sat on the throne with paper and pen in hand, attending to the affairs of the Alliance. His expression was indifferent, and with each stroke of the pen, he decided the fate of others. A ...
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