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Solis Occasum

An elderly man dressed in all white waited for them at the entrance of the temple, flanked by men in similar dress, however much simpler. 

“Is that the Oracle?” whispered Ursa. Ivan nodded, his knuckles tightening around the reins of his horse. The rest of the journey there, which wasn’t too long, Ursa remained at Ivan’s side, tightly hugging his waist in case she slipped off. The group dismounted from their horses, and some young boys and girls ran out and took the reins from the magic users. 

“Your Majesty,” the Oracle greeted with a smile, but he did not bow. Ivan stood tall, not wavering either. 

“Your Holiness. It’s been awhile.”

“Yes it has. Please, come in! Tell me, how was the forest?&rdqu

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