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... e before silence took hold.
Sunlight filtered through the stained-glass dome above, casting fragmented hues of red, blue, and gold onto the hardwood table below. Around it sat the key architects of Aragon’s eastward momentum—engineers, diplomats, scholars, and merchants—all waiting for the Prince to speak.
Prince Lancelot stood at the head of the table, hands behind his back, eyes focused not on the council, but on the map laid out before him—an expanded parchment of East Asia, m ...
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