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... chandeliers. Yet the hush of this house felt different: too still, as if the very walls strained to hear her. One breath, two—then her fingers brushed silk ribbon, rougher than the others, slicked with wax. She eased up a fist-sized scroll tied in black. The knot was sealed with crimson wax deep as coagulated blood, bearing a serpent coiled around a ragged banner. Not the gilded cobra of royal heraldry—this creature was ragged, fangs sunk into its own tail, stylized flames licking the edges. Ash ...
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