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CHAPTER 22: THE KING'S GAMBIT
Author: Tan clipps
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The air in the Capital Plaza was thick with the scent of ozone and public fear. I wasn't there—not physically—but I could feel the vibrations of the crowd through the network. On the central high-dais, three of my best Scrappers from the Iron Graveyard were bound in mana-suppression chains. Old Man Hobb, young Jace, and Silas’s former clerk.

King Valerius stood above them, his golden armor reflecting a sun that felt artificial. He looked into the scrying orbs, his voice booming across the kingd
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