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... d. No banners fluttered. The air was thick with silence.
Nobles stood in tight rows, their robes still, eyes flicking toward the doors. Generals and advisors whispered in low voices, their expressions cautious.
At the far end of the hall, King Belmont sat with his hands folded, lips tight.
Mikaela stood at his side, dressed in silver and blue robes. She did not speak. Her posture was straight, but her hands trembled slightly beneath her sleeves.
Everyone had heard ...
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