When the Elite Have Clean Magic and Everyone Else Breathes Steam Above the city, the drawing rooms are warm. No coal scuttle sits beside the hearth. No servant carries fuel up the stairs. A small enchantment embedded in the marble keeps the room at precisely the temperature its owner prefers. The windows remain clear, the curtains smell faintly of lavender, and the woman receiving guests has never needed to consider where the warmth comes from. Below, a factory worker wakes b