In the Great Banquet Hall of the Citadel, the state dinner in honor of the Val-Doran embassy was a spectacle of refined elegance. Two hundred guests—senators, guildmasters, northern jarls, and foreign diplomats—sat along three long tables illuminated by silver candelabras. The atmosphere was convivial, filled with the melodies of lutes and harps, but beneath the laughter, the tension between the royal guard and the brass-armored imperial retinue was razor-sharp. At…
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