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Torches flickered along the walls, casting the banners of the royal crest in wavering shadows.
At the far end of the hall, King Cillian sat upon his throne, his posture regal, but his expression filled with quiet exhaustion.
After all these years, the war was still showing no sign of letting up, and his position still wasn’t stable.
He needed to put an end to one of the thorns in his side, and fast.
Either the war, the noble council, or Cecilia.
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