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... sing mass of crimson meat—as he looked back at the court.
"How about now?" he asked.
No one spoke.
Not even the King.
———
A heavy and cold silence swallowed the throne room whole.
It was more than just the stunned quiet of disbelief—no, this was different. This was the stillness that came when the body forgot how to move, when lungs forgot to breathe. When fear itself paused to make room for something greater.
Duke Veyl lay on the polished ...
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