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... hanging in the air like a drawn blade. For a heartbeat—maybe two—no one dared to breathe. Then the silence cracked, splintered into murmurs that spread through the audience like ripples through still water.
Shock, doubt, and outrage. All of it churned together.
"How could a dark mage risk his life for the Crescent princess?" someone whispered, voice trembling with disbelief.
"Nonsense," another scoffed. "Even if she said it, that doesn’t make it true."
"...Is it p ...
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