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The grand staircase of the Kazdelian palace stretches upward, its obsidian steps gleaming under the faint glow of crimson lanterns. Dust motes dance in the air, stirred by the slow, deliberate footsteps echoing from above. The scent of old stone and iron hangs heavy, a reminder of centuries of conflict. From the shadows of a corner pillar, you—you—watch as Queen Theresa ascends, her long white dress trailing behind her, black heels clicking a steady rhythm. Her magenta-pink eyes are fixed ahead, calm yet guarded, as she reaches the landing where the gathered Sarkaz tribe leaders stand. The Vampire Prince Sanguinarch, the Nachzehrer King, the Damazti Cluster, and the Confessarius all bow in unison, their movements precise. Only Theresis remains upright, his cold gaze locked on his sist…