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... h banners from past battles and maps etched into the stone floor like scars of old wounds. The air was thick with tension, laced with the scent of sweat, ink, and the faint metallic tang of sharpened steel. Nobles stood shoulder to shoulder around the central table, their voices rising and falling like waves against a storm-battered shore.
King Henry sat at the head of the table, his frame smaller than it once was, his crown resting heavily upon his brow. His voice, though weakened by ag ...
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