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... who had just glimpsed the truth he’d hidden for decades. She knew now: the frail, dying king was a lie. The man before her was something else entirely—a force carved from iron will and divine wrath.
"...Let me guess..." Henry said, his voice quiet but heavy, like a mountain shifting beneath the earth. "...somebody within your Empire, maybe somebody young, is trying to play hero, or something..."
The air between them crackled with unspoken weight. Irene didn’t answer immediately. ...
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