The throne room fell into a suffocating silence. Even the faintest breath felt intrusive, and the drop of a pin would have sounded deafening.
Marble pillars shadows stretched long under the flickering torches, and the entire court seemed to lean in with unspoken dread. Every person present tensed, and the guards stood like coiled vipers, fingers twitching near their blades, ready to strike at a single command.
Aric's words hung in the air like venom.
They were heavy—dangerously so—but his audacity was even greater. He had walked into the palace alone and accused a king—before his council, before the entire royal court—of treason and rebellion.
The silence cracked.
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[Conquest Notification]
[The Lord of Meisterfort is shocked by your actions.]
[The Countess of Lorin is afraid | Susceptibility increased by 5%.]
[The Third Royal Guard has become wary of you | Danger increased by 5%.]
[The King of Byzeth is intrigued by your actions.]
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