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I sat rigidly in the grand meeting hall, my palms sweating against the cold marble table. The Emperor—my future father-in-law (if I survived the next five minutes)—sat across from me like a carved statue of divine wrath.
Ravick and Theon stood on either side of him like silent executioners. No one spoke. Not a sound except the relentless ticking of the ornate clock on the wall.
His majesty’s crimson eyes locked onto me with such intensity that I briefly wondered i ...
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