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... n his eyes. The Second Sword of the empire reduced to nothing with words alone.
Auryn hadn’t expected the image to follow him this far from Uruk, but it did.
Every time the silence stretched too long between hoofbeats, there it was—Castor standing in that council chamber, shoulders collapsing, voice barely above a whisper. "I accept."
Not triumph. Just weight. The weight of a defeated man.
A soft golden shimmer appeared without warning eagerly in front of Auryn. < ...
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