Night fell over the Venetian lagoon like a curtain of deep crushed velvet, pinpricked by millions of shimmering autumn stars. Off the stern of *The Obsidian Sovereign*, the distant lights of St. Mark’s Square flickered against the black water, casting golden ribbons across the gentle swells. Inside the master stateroom, the lights were dimmed to a soft amber glow. In the marble fireplace, dry birch logs crackled with steady, aromatic…
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