The Wistful Incense

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The hand of the High Priestess, Elara, moved with the precision of a surgeon’s as she adjusted the jade circlet, the stone cool against her temple, humming a low note that tasted of copper and old blood. The banquet hall of the Eternal King was a suffocating furnace of gold leaf and roasted boar, the air so thick with smoke and perfume that the candles seemed to breathe in and out, their flames...

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