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The murmuring also stopped. There was a silence that partook of a great many things then in the candlelit throne room of the Attenine Palace, among the jeweled birds, the golden and silver trees, the censers of frankincense, the exquisite works of ivory and silk and sandalwood and semiprecious stone. It was broken, at length, by laughter.
Sailing to Sarantium (The Sarantine Mosaic, #1)
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