CHAPTER SEVENTEEN ; 1/3
It was like her every nerve was suddenly on fire.
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[a clock chimes nearby, ringing out twelve times]
magdalena: [sighs]
celeste: Come in, your majesty… Come in.
. . .
c: I wondered when you would return. Waiting for the Emperor to retire to his quarters, perhaps?
m: No… I-I could not sleep. I needed to see… [gulps] I needed to be certain that Prince Luca was still breathing.
c: That does not surprise me. It is only natural for a fading Seam to cause restlessness.
m: What… What exactly do you mean?
c: Were you not aware…? You and the Prince have a Seam, your majesty. A bond that has not existed in over a thousand years.
m: …I do not think I heard you correctly. Prince Luca and I have… a Seam?
c: [nods] Mm. As it has been over a millennia since my old eyes have seen it, I was uncertain until you appeared outside the door moments ago.
m: But how did you know I was there?
c: The Seam appeared again. Flickering, as it was attempting to connect through solid wood, but there.
m: Lady Celeste, please explain.
c: I believe it would be much simpler to show you, your majesty. Allow me.
m: [gasps]
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