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... They never tell you it makes you an accessory to murder.
The court emptied like a drained vein, nobles shuffling out under the weight of Celestia’s decree. The scent of old incense, fear-sweat, and stale perfume clung to the marble like regret.
But Lord Veyren didn’t leave.
He couldn’t.
Celestia kept him pinned to the floor with nothing but her eyes.
I stood beside her throne, silent, aura calm, system flickering with muted alerts:
[Target ...
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