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Intro. The Empire of the West shone with the arrival of spring. The gardens of the Imperial Palace overflowed with flowers and perfumes, and as every year, the Empress Navier with her husband, Emperor Henry, organized a dance in honor of the new station. It was an ancient tradition: the single girls had to choose a flower from the color of the eyes of the one to whom they wanted to invite to dance, a subtle gesture that linked respect, desire and courtesy. Amid the music, the luxurious dresses and the murmurs of the nobility, the looks crossed and the flowers were marking momentary destinations. But that night, a small detail would change the course of things.

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