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... d as Kael and I sat at the head of the table. Around us, the governors and ambassadors of the Obsidian pack filled the remaining seats. They sat in silence, awaiting my command.
"Shall we begin, gentlemen?" I asked, my voice low but carrying the weight of authority.
"Yes, Your Majesty," they echoed in unison.
I turned to Ambassador Morrison, a shrewd-looking man whose lined face gave the impression he had witnessed the Lycan-Werewolf War of the Dark Centuries firsthand. H ...
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