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... lined upon a chair that could barely be called such — it was a throne in all but name, towering with carved lions and heavy velvet cushions, symbols of old victories and older ambitions.
Near his elbow, upon a low table of black oak, rested a golden laurel wreath, gleaming faintly in the thin light that filtered through the slitted windows.
Upon that throne sat Nabad, Third of His Name, Prince of Ushandaia — a man whose hair had long since retreated from the crown of his head, le ...
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