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Golden light streamed through the carved lattice windows, staining the obsidian floor in patterned amber and shadow. The Ancestral Hall breathed quiet reverence—incense drifting lazily between pillars etched with the coiled histories of serpent kings long turned to dust.
Naburash stood before Levin, head bowed, veil cascading like a silver river down his shoulders.
In his hands lay a tightly bound scroll.
"I have prepared the summary, Malika," he said softly, ex ...
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