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... echoing like the closing of a judgment she had not yet faced.
Only then did she allow herself to breathe—and with it came a whisper of something she did not want to name.
Regret.
It coiled in her chest like an uninvited serpent, winding between her ribs, tightening with each heartbeat. She told herself it was foolishness. That she had acted as she always had—calculated, decisive, without hesitation. Yet the silence of the throne room seemed to disagree. It pressed against ...
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