The storm outside raged with a fury that matched the tension within the grand throne room. A soldier knelt before the emperor, trembling as the air itself seemed to crackle with unseen power.
"Rise," came her voice, smooth yet edged with command.
The man dared not lift his gaze. "Your Majesty, the summoning is complete."
From the shadows, a presence stirred—a force ancient and overwhelming. Seraphina Valarion, unshaken, leaned forward. "Good. Bring her to me."
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