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The spring morning had done nothing to improve the mood at Cerulean Gate Palace. Storm clouds hung low over New Sterandel, and the Palace seemed determined to treat meteorology as prophecy.
Reima Vitalis had escaped to the gardens in the reasonable belief that no one with sense would venture...