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... minimum speed as they entered the kingdom of Veylar.
Elena had expected something... smaller, perhaps. But the city was vast with majority of the space taken up by small stores and kiosks. Banners of silver and green flapped from the high watch towers by the sea, catching the wind beneath the pale moon. The air itself smelled of iron and pine...that dusty scent.
Beside her, Damien sat with one leg crossed, silent as ever. The firelight from the carriage lantern reflected on his f ...
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