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... d flat like someone had painted over the morning. A cold breeze moved through the capital streets, and even the birds seemed to avoid the windows.
Inside the Academy, things had shifted.
Students whispered less.
Professors carried sealed scrolls like they were made of glass.
Even the guards posted at the main gates didn't talk anymore. Not when Alaric walked by. Not when Kaelion passed either.
Whatever line had separated "student business" from real politi ...
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