The night of the royal birth arrived beneath the sacred, harmonious conjunction of the Harvest Moon. High in the midnight heavens, the twin celestial moons hung in sublime, breathtaking alignment, bathing the white granite spires of Highstone in a shimmering, liquid radiance of pure silver and warm amber gold. Inside the royal chambers of the High Citadel, the atmosphere was peaceful, focused, and holy. Lady Brianna, Chief Apothecary Aaron, and…
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