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... INIA’S POV]
The hall felt too small for the noise it held—a thousand breaths held and waiting.
Papa sat like a volcano at the center of it all, his crimson cloak a slash of daylight against the throne’s black. I stood at his side, shoulders squared, Marshi’s quiet weight at my feet.
Then Imperial Knights shoved Marquess Everett into the room, chains clanking like a funeral bell, and the court thinned into a tense hush.
Everett’s face was of fear and anger ...
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