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... Afternoon]
The golden towers of Eloria rose over the horizon like a promise.
Warm sunlight kissed the marble domes, banners fluttered in bold crimson arcs, and the familiar scent of home—floral incense and sun-heated stone—wrapped around my senses like a long-forgotten embrace.
After months of battle, blood, diplomacy, and chaos...I was home.
"Your Highness," Zerith called from behind me, breathless with excitement, "the capital gates have opened!"
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