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... did not breathe — it brooded. The silence there was not the stillness of peace but of something waiting, listening. The tapestries along the corridor barely stirred, yet the chill beneath them carried whispers of long-dead kings and promises that had rotted into curses.
Turik waited alone in one of the abandoned council chambers — a room the court no longer entered, though its ghosts had never left. The remnants of old power still clung to the air, bitter as iron and incense. The candles ...
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