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... f herbs and medicine. The curtains were drawn halfway, letting in a soft, golden afternoon light that fell across the large bed in the center. Then my heart squeezed when I saw him. My father, once the strongest man I knew, the king whose voice could make warriors tremble, now looked so small, so fragile. He was pale and thin, his skin almost blending with the white sheets. His once-broad shoulders had sunk, and his hands trembled slightly where they rested on the blanket. For a moment, I just s ...
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