The night of the second anniversary of the Winter Solstice Union fell over the Obsidian Citadel with a sacred, breathless tranquility. The massive public celebrations across the capital had concluded for the evening. In the great plazas below, the music of flutes and harps had softened into the gentle hum of happy family conversations around communal bonfires, where northern rangers and southern citizens shared roasted chestnuts and mulled wine beneath…
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