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... ill me!"
"Huff, huff..."
Viscount Ludon jolted awake from his nightmare, sitting upright as he gasped for air.
Nervously, he touched his neck, and only after confirming it had not been severed by a guillotine did he breathe a long sigh of relief.
But the bloody memories resurfaced—visions of that lifeless, wide-eyed head and the frenzied faces of the crowd.
Immediately, he retched again.
"The public trial..."
"They’re all mad, everyone’s go ...
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