CHAPTER 84 : THE UNFOLDING STILLNESS

The sun had long since slipped behind the jagged ridgelines to the west, casting the Citadel of Amaria in a violet hush. The hallways, once alive with the shuffle of royal attendants and the clang of armoured heels, now lay draped in a silence too thick to be natural. Nariah moved through the gloom ...

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