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... was suffocatingly tense, each officer anxiously awaiting the next report from the front lines. Alexander stood before the vast map of the Valorian coastline, his fingers drumming rhythmically against the polished wood of the table. The distant rumble of artillery echoed faintly through the telegraph line, signaling that the standoff between the Valorian and Ruthenian fleets had reached a critical juncture.
Julieanne's fingers flew over the telegraph keys, transmitting Alexander's orders ...
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