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... tonight," Freyja muttered. She stood alone on the marble balcony of her castle’s grand terrace, overlooking the silver-lit sprawl of Elyen Kiora below.
The Utopian High Elven capital shimmered in the moonlight as beautiful as ever. Normally, the city’s nocturnal serenity would soothe her; Elyen Kiora was the epitome of elven beauty and grace. Yet tonight, something felt... off.
A strange feeling tugged at her chest, faint but persistent.
Perhaps it was intuition—or maybe ...
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