The moment the servants disappeared from the western terrace, the atmosphere changed. Not dramatically, and not in any way an outsider could have pointed to, but unmistakably. The careful distance maintained in public seemed to dissolve with the last witness, leaving behind a quieter, more dangerous awareness of each other’s presence. Nothing had moved. Nothing had been said. Yet the space between them suddenly felt far less protected than before.Without ministers, ambassadors, guards, or hovering attendants, the space around the table felt smaller somehow, narrowed by direct attention rather than physical walls. Lantern light flickered softly across silver dishes and white stone columns while moonlight spread beyond the terrace railings over the sleeping palace gardens below.Halrem became abruptly aware that Draevor was watching her with complete focus. No performance, no audience, no game being played for anyone else’s benefit. Just quiet, unwavering attention. The realizatio
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