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... ry Castle, echoing wildly through the grand corridors.
Her breath came in sharp bursts as she darted beneath tall, arched windows glowing with golden morning light. She passed rows of silver-gilded candelabras, their flames flickering in her rush, and stone walls lined with portraits—not of elves, but of past human kings, heroes, and warriors that shaped Exonory’s proud legacy.
Among them hung one peculiar painting—an oil portrait of a young elf girl in silver-white robes, restin ...
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