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... eked of incense and hypocrisy. Holy winged banners fluttered from polished spires, sunlight kissed cobblestones scrubbed spotless in honor of the Church’s holy festival... yet even the most pious could feel it—beneath the surface, something had shifted. Something cracked. Something swelled and stirred like a living serpent of whispers, slipping silently across the kingdom’s collective mind.
And then she walked.
V’s steps echoed down the Grand Avenue, where whispers traveled faste ...
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