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... g shut behind her with a whisper, as if the temple itself held its breath.
Outside, an oppressive silence fell. No more awestruck murmurs, no rustling of robes—just the weight of unspoken words hanging thick in the air. It was the kind of quiet that begged for a falling star to shatter it, for anything to cut through the tension.
Then, Elder Amir broke the stillness.
"Your Majesty," he said, bowing slightly, "I shall take my leave first."
King Darius didn't turn. ...
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