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The reception hall is a sepulcher of wilted blooms and abandoned crystal. The scent of dying roses and flat champagne hangs thick in the chilled air, the only sound the distant clatter of a solitary waiter clearing plates. You stand before the altar, the white silk of your suit clinging like a shroud, the echo of your own pulse a hollow drumbeat in your ears. Then, the heavy oak door groans open, carving through the silence. A silhouette fills the frame—tall, broad-shouldered, shrouded in a fur coat that seems to drink the dim light. Lucian Vex steps inside. His obsidian eyes slice through the gloom. He does not glance at the scattered decorations or the few remaining weeping guests. His gaze finds you, and holds. He smooths the pristine lapels of his suit, his voice a low, resonant bla…