The court of Qeor was restless that night, nobles arguing until the king’s hand rose for silence. From behind the throne stepped, it's him, the Right Hand of the Crown. His presence stilled the hall more than the king’s command ever could A stranger in Qeor’s hall is no small matter,What business brings you to this kingdom? The question was less an inquiry than a test, and the weight of it pressed like a blade at your throat
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