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... ed into a deep, rhythmic slumber. Only the sentries on the walls and the Emperor in his tent were still awake, both standing guard against different kinds of darkness. Alex leaned over his campaign desk, the lamplight carving deep shadows under his eyes. He was exhausted, but sleep was a luxury he couldn’t afford. The weight of his manufactured myth was a heavy one, and the power he had unleashed felt less like a tool in his hand and more like a live predator he held by the tail.
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