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... tely isolating the noise and debates from the meeting hall.
The corridor was silent, with only Duke Edmund’s footsteps echoing steadily and heavily in the vastness.
In his mind, the words of the battle reports continued to surge; every troop forced to retreat south, every fallen town, pressed coldly against his chest, turning his breath heavy and labored.
Then he returned to his room and pushed open the heavy wooden door. Inside, the warm fireplace flickered, casting a go ...
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