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... p> He stood at the other end of the grand hall, spine straight, one hand resting behind his back—a stance both composed and commanding. Though his aura was unseen, its weight pressed upon the chamber as if he were wearing a bloody crown, compelling all who met his gaze to bow.
Every subtle movement, every breath, spoke of royalty.
Not merely inherited, but earned.
A loose royal green and white robe that still emphasized his robust stature draped across his body.
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