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It was an art form for him, a choreography of pain and fear danced to the rhythm of his subjects' heartbeats.
"Listen, human," Oberon began, his voice as soft as the fluttering of a moth's wings, deceptively gentle.
"I don't enjoy this any more than you do, but well, a King's got to do what a King's got to do."
He snapped his fingers, and vines ensnared the captive's limbs, pulling them taut until his body was stretched out, pinned against the co ...
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