The voyage back across the Great Meridian Sea was calm, but the peace was short-lived.Two weeks after returning to the capital, the grand halls of the Imperial Institute of Science were bathed in the soft glow of twilight. In the subterranean levels beneath the central archives a restricted zone where ancient geological samples and historical pack artifacts were cataloged,the air had suddenly turned bitterly cold.Prince Cassian walked the long, vaulted stone corridor, his leather boots making measured, silent contact with the polished slate floor. At his hip, his silver broadsword rested securely, its scabbard clicking faintly with each step. Beside him walked Princess Victoria, who had traveled from Valdor as the head of the newly established Western exchange delegation."The resonance meters in our embassy spiked three hours ago," Victoria said, tapping a handheld brass acoustic reader that hummed faintly in her palm. "The signal isn't coming from the surface grids. It’s originati
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