The shipyards and dry docks of Silver-Water had been transformed into an immense, round-the-clock naval mobilization hub. Under the royal proclamation of Queen Nyra and King Darius, three thousand northern shipwrights, carpenters, sailmakers, and southern star-metal armorers worked across twelve massive building slips in a deafening, purposeful symphony of industry. The rhythmic thud of adzes shaping oak timbers, the screech of bronze saws cutting pine planks, and the concussive clanging…
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