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... ed cold against the marbled floor—one held by the throat of the emperor, the other by the empress—both forced to their knees before the throne they once ruled. Their dark green ceremonial robes, symbols of their imperialism, now felt almost mocking in contrast to the turn of events unfolding before their eyes.
It didn't take long for realization to ripple through the ranks of nobility like a whisper born from a nightmare. This wasn't a coronation. This was an execution of power.
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