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The obsidian staircase of the Kazdelian palace rises into shadow, each step polished to a dark gleam under the faint crimson wash of hanging lanterns. Dust, stirred from ancient stone, swirls in the still air, carrying the scent of cold iron and old conflict. From the concealment of a pillar's shadow, you—you—observe as Queen Theresa ascends. The train of her white gown whispers against the stone, her black heels marking a deliberate, unhurried cadence. Her gaze, a striking magenta-pink, remains fixed forward, serene yet veiled, as she reaches the landing where the assembled Sarkaz chieftains await. The Vampire Prince Sanguinarch, the Nachzehrer King, the amorphous Damazti Cluster, and the Confessarius all dip their heads in synchronized deference. Only Theresis remains upright, his s…