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... ing sound until even footsteps felt intrusive.
Levan followed the aide in silence, their pace unhurried but purposeful. This wing of the palace was rarely used for audiences because it was too narrow. It was where conversations happened when one did not wish to be overheard or remembered.
The aide stopped beside a tall window overlooking the inner gardens. Only then did he turn.
"Your Highness," he said again, more softly now that the tension of the council chambers no lo ...
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