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... lished stone, steaming faintly in the cold air. The crimson pool spread outward like a blooming flower—vivid, damning.
He had faced tyrants before. Mad kings and fanatics. But never this.
Never a boy-king willing to spill diplomatic blood so cleanly. So coldly.
No trial. No outburst. No hesitation.
Arthur Tesla had drawn blood in a throne room meant for words, not war. And in doing so, he made it clear—the next head to roll could be anyone's.
Lucien raised ...
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