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... losions continually echoed over the Frost Dragon Territory, swallowing all the laughter within the manor.
The nobles had to lean closer to speak, whispers only audible near the ear, blending laughter, clinking glasses, and music into a singular cacophony.
The harp played by the musicians faltered intermittently, while servants traversed with trays, the crisp collision of silver cups resonating amidst the firelight.
One firework after another blossomed in the sky, illumina ...
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