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The silence after Zeramet’s words did not break at once.
"...You kept me waiting."
His voice was low, neither loud nor angry, yet the weight behind it pressed on everyone inside the tent like heat before a storm.
For a moment, no one moved. Zeramet’s golden eyes remained unblinking and unmoving, locked with Levin’s. It was as if the entire council, the war, the vault, and the empires did not exist.
Only that single gaze, then—
"We apologize for ma ...
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