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... less. Sweat glistened on his temples as he came to an abrupt halt before King Valentin’s massive oak desk, clasping his hands tightly before him.
The king barely glanced up. "Hm?"
In court, protocol dictated that a subordinate must wait for permission before speaking. But King Valentin was a man of few words—his silence spoke louder than any decree. The mere flick of his gaze toward Margrave Boris was all the approval needed.
"A large force has gathered at the gates," Bor ...
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