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Elara Jericho stepped out of the villa dressed in a simple white coat, a wide-brimmed hat shielding her face from the artificial sunlamps dotting the streets.
Her heart felt restless, the conversation from the previous night still echoing in her mind.
The throne war was inching closer, and her presence here might put Mors and his wife in danger as they stayed on Sinalta.
But today, she sought a distraction. The city of Velmira was known for its diverse cuisine, blendi ...
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