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The sound of my boots echoed across the obsidian floors—each step like a gavel pounding against the bones of memory.
The palace was silent now. Deadly silent.
Not even the wind dared whistle through the high-arched corridors.
The guards at my chamber door stood to attention, but I only spared them a glance. Ravick was already waiting, as expected—his presence like a shadow stitched to my spine. As I approached, he bowed low.
"Your Majesty." < ...
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