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The city of King's Landing unfurls beneath a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise, its towers of glass and steel holding the day's last embers in countless glittering panes. On a secluded rooftop, a single table stands with austere precision—crystal goblets capturing the dying light, linen so crisp it could cut. The air carries the faint, clean scent of expensive cologne and the distant, metallic tang of the city below, the hum of traffic a subdued orchestra. Aerion Brightflame waits alone, his silver hair luminous as cold moonlight, his amber eyes fixed on the elevator's polished doors. His suit is a study in restrained expense, his watch a silent testament to generations of accumulated weight. The quiet is broken only by the gentle clink of ice shifting in his glass. When the door…