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... shoulders shook, his head tilting back as he clutched his stomach.
It wasn’t just laughter—
It was the kind that sent chills down spines.
The kind that made people uneasy.
The crowd shifted. Some instinctively took a step back.
To Max—
A peaceful year if he won. A death sentence if he lost.
It was funny.
Not because of the stakes.
But because—
The Young Monarch was no god.
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