The Pale Banner
The chandelier above the central dais of the Ministry of Cultural Heritage cast a fractured, diamond-like glow across the marble floor, illuminating the sea of tuxedos and silk gowns that had gathered for the department’s centennial gala. Elara Vance stood near the edge of the crowd, her gaze fixed not on the champagne flutes or the smiling politicians, but on the pale, silk banner draped over...
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