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"...So," Sirella asked softly, circling closer to my chair, "what is the next plan, Father?"
I leaned back, fingers tapping lazily against the armrest, eyes half-lidded with amusement.
"The festival," I replied.
She blinked. "The Lantern Festival?"
"Yes," I said, smiling slowly. "The most sacred night of Eloria. The night when the people believe the empire glows with hope."
I let out a quiet laugh.
"And after a week," I continued, "the Cro ...
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