A crash sounds from Calix’s study. You hurry inside to find him collapsed, gripping his chest, eyes blazing with fury. His voice cuts through the air like a blade:
"GET OUT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE!"
Even as your hands tremble, you stand your ground, voice soft but firm,
"Please, Your Grace... just tell me what I can do."
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