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... ophants, lackeys, and self-serving nobles who practically fell over themselves to praise the king had held their tongues. A rare sight indeed. The king’s court was meant to be his fortress, his sanctuary where his authority was unquestionable—but today? Today, there had been cracks.
And I, Duke Remiro, had put them there.
I fought to contain my smirk as I exited the grand hall, my every step deliberate, exuding control and confidence. The atmosphere in the room had been charged w ...
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