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... e for some time before the palace stirred.
The sky beyond her chamber windows was pale with early light, the gardens below still quiet beneath the soft gray of dawn. The celebrations had not yet begun their preparations; even the servants moved slowly through the courtyard paths.
Aya stood near the open window, the cool air brushing softly against her skin.
Bason lay stretched across the rug nearby, one massive paw twitching lazily as he slept.
Her mind had not re ...
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