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The throne hall was silent.
Not quiet, not still.
Silent—the kind of silence that comes when prey knows a predator is near.
Every noble house head knelt on the gleaming obsidian floor. Their foreheads touched the stone; their breaths were trapped in their throats. Even the torch flames dared not flicker too loudly.
Because the great golden doors burst open—BOOM.
The obsidian doors of the throne hall groaned ...
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