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The Parser of the Veil

It was no secret that in times of old the great Dragon King and the

first queen of Iverna had ruled together from the heart of the Dragon Lands. The very throne where the now-queen held her court had been carved from the same stone.

So, it shouldn’t have surprised Treylen to see Iveran stonework as they neared the heart of those lands. But an archway in the shape of a great dragon’s maw was no small feat of labor, and the carvings one increased in number and detail as they passed under it and into the halls of what must have once been a grand fortress.

“This is familiar,” Treylen said, running a finger over the lifelike scales of a stone fledgling that seemed to leap out from the wall.

“You have been here?” Noulea asked.

“No, but the layout of these halls reminds me of something.”

They passed another archway and into a wider hall with a honeycomb pattern that covered the ceiling.

“There is something about it,” Laureth said, stopping to put her hand
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