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... loped the high balcony of the palace, resembling a shroud of grief that lingered on endlessly.
Below, the rose garden, once the site of Fitran and Sheena's dances, now lay still, as if mourning an unspoken farewell.
No birds. No wind.
Only a heavy silence existed, enveloping every corner of the kingdom like a dark veil that covered the once warm days.
The news arrived before dawn, bringing with it the shadows of sorrow that pierced the soul.
The entire Ely ...
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