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... n’t the cheering crowd, or the guards in polished uniforms, or even Justinian waiting with that annoyingly calm smile of his.
It was the air.
It smelled like something new.
Freshly carved stone. Roasted cinnamon bread. Melted snow on sunlit tiles. Not quite capital-styled elegance, yet far from anything resembling a frontier town. Snowkeep smelled like a city that had just woken up... and was excited about it.
"Oh my," she breathed, not bothering to hide her surpr ...
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