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... , the Emperor of Nevareth returned to his borrowed chambers high within the west wing of the palace. The halls were still humming with laughter, guards half-drunk on fire-wine, torches swaying like living hearts.
Yet Soren felt none of it.
He dismissed his attendants with a wave and stepped onto the balcony. Below, Solmire glittered... rivers of torchlight winding through the rings, the air trembling with song. Beautiful. Unreal.
He drew a long breath, expecting the heat ...
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