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The chamber prepared for the private council was smaller than the great hall, yet the air inside felt heavier than any battlefield.
A single brazier burned near the wall, its low flame leaving long shadows on the stone floor. Outside the tall windows, the northern wind struck the palace towers with a hollow, restless sound that did not seem to stop even for a breath.
On the table between them lay the opened parchment bearing the imperial seal. The words written upon ...
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