The Verge Of An Empire

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To my slight surprise, Anois chose not pearls or diamonds, but sparkling red-black opals. Instead of a dazzling white dress with silver embroidery, she donned an evening dress, black as an oriental night, of a more strict closed style. Seeing the fiery-haired tani in this garb, it was as if I breathed in the spicy smell of the Tartsar spice bazaar. The smell of an alien world, precious oil incense and hot sand. It was as if a breath of wind from a strange world that I once visited and which, to be honest, I miss, gently touched my face.

- And again fascinated.

“My thane, you are too kind.

- If you repeat this to those gentlemen whom I put in prison, I will be very grateful. For some reason they think I'm a real demon.

A hired carriage took us to the Imperial Gardens on Hyacinth Street. I was always touched by how the huge spaces reserved for park areas surrounding the mansions of the powerful of this world manage to delimit with some abstract streets!

First we entered the park, crosse