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... ce, but the sort that pressed on the ears until even breathing sounded loud. Gold veins pulsed faintly across the black marble, tracing out a throne room that looked grand enough to intimidate, and empty enough to feel like a bad joke.
Judge sat on his throne, slouched like a man attending his own funeral. His fingers tapped against the armrest, each dull tok echoing through the chamber like a metronome for boredom.
"Selena," he called.
The name rolled off his lips softly ...
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