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... t felt like stepping into a memory that had refused to fade. The sprawling halls, adorned with their cold, marbled grandeur, seemed unchanged, yet the weight of loss hung even heavier in the air. The kingdom, once vibrant and alive, was now draped in mourning, shrouded in a sense of grief that echoed the night my mother was killed. It was the same oppressive heaviness, only now it extended to my father as well.
Rumors of my return had spread like wildfire. I could hear the whispers as I ...
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