The Promised Luna
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“I need to show you something.”
She reached for my hand. In an instant, the garden faded. The walls of the Mercian palace rose around us. We were in the council chamber, but something was off. A soft shimmer in the air.
“Do you see that?” she asked, pointing.
There, hidden high above the seats, a strange floating eye, almost invisible.
“It’s magic,” I whispered. “Someone’s watching us…”
“Not just you,” she said. “Watching Mercia. Feeding information. These are the ‘eyes’ that see what should be private.”
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