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... epicenter of a shattered calm, the projection sphere now dim in his hand like a finished performance. The nobles didn’t scream. They didn’t argue.
They simply stepped back.
Quietly.
Collectively.
Like dancers re-choreographing their positions.
The air didn’t buzz with outrage—it withdrew, peeled itself away from him, cautious, controlled. As if proximity to Lucavion might brand them with complicity. As if the truth he’d just unleashed was more dangerous th ...
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