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Chapter 84: The Pact and the Furnace
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... h triumph and loss. The rain had stopped at last, but mist clung to the city like the memory of old sorrows. From his bedchamber, he could hear the steady breathing of Helena, who had insisted on sleeping near him while he recovered from a fever. The palace itself seemed to exhale as well,its walls held centuries of whispered councils and muffled prayers, a living stone that felt both comfort and pressure.
He stood and washed his face in cold water, shivering at the shock. Even as Empero ...
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