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... from the arched ceiling like trapped stars.
Thick red curtains muted the wind from outside, and the air smelled of scented oils and quiet ambition. A long dark table stretched through the center of the room, polished to a perfect mirror, so each face reflected their own mask clearly.
Twelve nobles sat around it.
Most wore veils or half-masks, subtle signals that this meeting was not official, not binding. And yet, they were all aware that tonight’s whispers would dictate ...
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