Selene walked down the sweeping marble staircase with the graceful, unhurried cadence of a reigning empress descending to inspect her vassals. She wore no ragged exile garments. She was clad in a fitted tunic of midnight-blue velvet embroidered with celestial silver runes along the sleeves and hem. Across her shoulders rested a mantle of pristine white wolf-fur, clasped at her throat not with the heavy iron collar of a subjugated…
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