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... deserted, not a soul in sight. The heavy atmosphere of death filled the vast square, and without a word, everyone knew that another period of mourning had begun.
“Let go of me!”
“Your Highness... please compose yourself.”
Unlike the eerie silence of the capital’s streets, the Sun Hall of the imperial palace was in chaos.
“Get out of my way!”
Thud!!
Chancellor Bryn Ennik was knocked to the ground, rolling in an ungraceful heap. Blood trickled from h ...
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