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... om, the scent of burning herbs hung heavy in the air. Shadows danced along the bark-covered walls as Kabaka Nakibinge Kagali sat cross-legged beside his katikiro, his Prime Minister. A bowl of steaming millet porridge sat untouched between them, its surface already forming a film. Outside, drums beat softly in the distance—a signal from a nearby village, but even the rhythm sounded uncertain, troubled.
"I fear these clan wars are not entirely of our own making," Kabaka murmured, his voic ...
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