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... and tension.
Tapestries of old battles hung from the walls, but for once the nobles gathered beneath them did not boast of glories past.
They whispered, hands twitching at goblets of wine, eyes darting as though expecting the walls themselves to betray them.
The news from Emberhold had spread like fire across dry grass. Ignarion’s banners, broken. Their armies shattered.
The Crucible’s flame, the very foundation of their supremacy, was guttering.
And the ...
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