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... thunder rolled through the lower layers, torrential rain poured down, washing over everything as if the heavens themselves were weeping for the misfortune of Mexico City.
In the Imperial Palace, Maximilian I sat motionless as if he had entered a sage state, unaffected by joy or sorrow, seemingly detached from everything around him.
"Your Majesty, we must go now! The enemy will surround the city soon, and it will be too late to escape!"
The anxious words of the guard snapp ...
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