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... ngered on the woman upon the throne. Her presence was wrong, wrong in the kind of way that made the air too heavy to breathe. She was draped in white that looked older than the mountain itself, her body bound in chains that pulsed faintly with runes of restraint. Who is she?
It looked less like a throne room and more like a tomb. A prison even
His mind flicked back to the mountain outside. The skeletal armies, the cavalry commander infused with lightning. Were they protecting her ...
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