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... ne room of Yurelia was in chaos.
Courtiers shouted. Advisors argued. The puppet King’s face had gone pale, drenched in cold sweat as his trembling hands clutched the golden armrests of his throne.
"How did they breach our skies so quickly?" one minister cried, eyes darting wildly.
"The wards should have held. The Spire’s defenses are ancient. Sacred!" another bellowed, grasping at faded hope.
But no amount of enchantments or historical prestige could stand against ...
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