They moved as one without rehearsing—a quartet of small mercies, each supplying what the other lacked. The blaze took the hand-carved rail of the eastern balcony, but it could not take the things the four kept: the secret maps, the unfinished songs, the lantern’s patient light, the blade held steady. In the aftermath, when the smoke still hung like a question in the palace air, the court found a new truth: power could be gentleness if wielded with intent.
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