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... e entire earth with his own colour, like the sun itself.

Such was the scene in the painting called the [Birth of the Conqueror], that hung alongside another portrait named [Umir Khan] in the hallway of the imperial mansion.

And it was also the scene dreamt by a neighbouring countrys queen, two months after she found out she was pregnant.

Thermis saw the light of the world for the first time exactly eight months after her mother had a bit of an ominous dream about an enemy ...

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