In the seventy-two hours preceding the grand coronation, the ancient coastal capital of Sunspire became the crossroads of the civilized world. Along the Grand Harbor Quays, over three hundred foreign galleons, caravels, and state yachts rode at anchor, their colorful silk ensigns snapping proudly in the crisp autumn sea breeze. From the landward gates, an unbroken procession of carriages, equestrian retinues, and walking pilgrimages flowed into the city along the…
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