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... lightning storm—loud, frantic, and unrelenting. The halls of the capital’s estates were flooded with movement.
Servants rushed from room to room, decorators argued over flower arrangements, tailors adjusted wedding garments with trembling hands, and couriers dashed back and forth, their arms full of last-minute requests.
Everything felt breathless.
But not for Mikalius.
Sitting in his personal study, Mikalius sipped on his morning wine and leaned back in his chai ...
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