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... les, arms crossed and posture casual—but his eyes tracked everything.
The sun was barely cresting the eastern wall of the Solaris estate, masking the courtyard in burnt gold, but already the servants were sweating as they scrambled to prepare his envoy.
Horses were fed, wheels were checked, enchantments re-inscribed with shaky fingers under the oversight of a nervous steward.
Before him, a narrow procession was beginning to take shape.
At the head of the envoy was ...
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