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... smoke still rising from the eastern districts. She stood with one hand pressed against the cold glass, watching the gray column stain the twilight sky, and waited.
The knock came exactly when she expected it.
"Enter."
The door opened. Isolde stumbled in, bowing so hastily she nearly tripped over her own skirts. "Your Imperial Majesty."
Vetra didn’t turn from the window. The smoke was thinning now, dispersing into the gathering dark. From here, the destruction look ...
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