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... e halls of Solmara’s palace were eerily silent. The torches burned low, casting long shadows across the ancient stone. Ethan leaned against one of the cold pillars, arms crossed, listening.
Listening to the whispers.
Behind closed doors, the nobility of Solmara murmured in hushed tones.
> "The King grows reckless."
"His fear of the Rift-born blinds him."
"There are... other options."
Ethan exhaled sharply. He had heard whispers like these before ...
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