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The wind howled like it carried the whispers of a thousand restless souls.
The capital, already shrouded in the veil of grief from the Emperor’s passing, had now fallen into a state of complete despair.
Two bells echoed across the sky.
Twice.
The first bell was for the Emperor.
The second... was for his only son.
News of the Crown Prince’s death spread like wildfire.
Every corner of the empire buzzed with disbelief. Denial. Grief.
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