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... fore her. The guild leader’s chair had never felt particularly comfortable; it was less a seat of power and more a stage for endless compromises.
Yet today, something was different. Her spine pressed firmly into the backrest. There were no trembling hands, no nervous eyes darting toward her officers for support.
Across from her lounged Vaelira. The young prodigy’s golden hair shone beautifully under the guildhall’s lamplight, pristine and perfectly arranged as if every strand had ...
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