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The temple’s silence was heavy, almost reverent, broken only by the soft echo of my boots against polished marble. I had come here seeking answers—answers about Elowen, the saintess-in-candidate whose presence stirred far more questions than it calmed.
A priest appeared before me, tall and serene, hands folded. His eyes, sharp yet calm, studied me with an intensity that made my back straighten instinctively.
"Did you say you wished to know about El ...
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