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... as the king's voice locked in the plan. Chairs scraped the worn wood floor as everyone stood, shaking out the stiffness of hours spent bent over strategy. Wine cups sat drained, platters picked clean of roast boar, and a fragile thread of hope wove through the room despite Maltheris' dark shadow creeping closer.
The king rose, his gray beard catching the last flickers of light, and his deep voice softened with a warmth that felt out of place after the night's tension. "That's enough for ...
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