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Chapter 745:THE EMPRESS SPEAKS
Author: Joseph Louis
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She crossed the floor without hurrying, the specific unhurried pace of someone who had never once needed to move quickly to arrive exactly when they intended to, her boots striking the stone in a rhythm that carried through the silence with a clarity the shouting a moment ago had never allowed for.

She reached the head of the chamber and turned to face the assembled clan leaders.

"Thank you."

She said.

"For gathering on such short notice."

Her voice was not loud. It didn't need to be. It arrive
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