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The Blue Empress has died;

Her body has been found

In her private chambers

Not three full nights agone,

A poison dagger pried

From deep a heartless wound,

Near the cooling ember

Her gem bracelet forgone,

None has seen but a shade –

None has heard but a breath,

Know the thief’s intentions

Are not by breathing soul,

The guardians of the Spade

Have been by lordly wreath

Summoned to bring sanctions

Down until ashen coal…

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Devious mind, beware :

The Blue Empress’s heir

Shall answer to your prayer;

A fool were you to dare.

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Dita Meza mi kedje Manvay !