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... Small Council chamber was dead silent, except for Joffrey drumming his fingers on the old oak table. Candles flickered, shadows dancing across everyone's tense faces. Joffrey's crown sat crooked, and the sheer rage on his face made it real clear he wasn't in the mood for small talk.
"Well?" he snapped. "Where is my mother?"
Ser Meryn Trant stepped forward, his white Kingsguard cloak swishing around his shoulders. "Your Grace, I... I was the last one to see the Queen Regent. She ...
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