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... but a superior, Seraphina had no choice but to obey.
The inner sanctum of the Vontell estate was silent—so silent that even the winds dared not whistle through its intricately carved arches.
The path to the Duke's courtyard was long, lined with stone lanterns shaped like lotus blossoms, each burning with a pale, golden flame. The tiles underfoot bore runes carved by monks who had long since turned to ash, glowing faintly with preserved Aether. Statues of twelve-headed beasts said ...
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