The night before the Grand Continental Conclave arrived under a sky ablaze with the green and violet ribbons of the Northern Lights. Inside the glass-walled conservatory of the royal suite at Winterfell, the radiant glow of the aurora borealis filtered through the crystal panes, casting ethereal pools of emerald and sapphire light across the marble floor and the fragrant beds of rare white mountain orchids. Selene stood by the center…
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