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... e a vault crafted for a queen who had never begged permission to rule. Chandeliers spilled molten gold across polished marble floors, where every vein in the stone caught the light like frozen lightning.
Framed paintings—centuries-old portraits of stern ancestors—watched silently from gilded walls, their eyes seeming to follow intruders. Every surface gleamed with a wealth sharp enough to draw blood.
At the centre, seated on a throne-like chair with one leg elegantly crossed over ...
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