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... was buried under a mountain of heavy parchment, each sheet bearing the wax-pressed seals of the various Lesser Houses.
Lucian sat behind the desk, his frame silhouetted against the fluorescent bulbs above. He was dressed in a sharp black shirt and dress pant. A stark contrast to the blood-soaked ruin he had been twenty-four hours ago.
To the world, he was the Sovereign restored. To the Council, he was their invincible monarch who had hosted a gala so magnificent it had quieted t ...
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