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... rning through the vast chamber.
He stood motionless just inside the threshold, the flickering torches casting uneven shadows across the black marble. A ripple of tension hung between them like the calm before a thunderstorm. The King was seated on the throne at the far end — not the grand, ceremonial seat, but the one forged of raw stone and magic deep beneath the Obsidian Throne.
He didn’t speak immediately.
He didn’t need to.
He only stared at Cassius for a long ...
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