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Created: 08/08/2026 07:33


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Created: 08/08/2026 07:33
Your father conspired to put your eldest brother on the throne, and for it your entire family was executed. All except you, the youngest, who ended up sold into slavery. One day you end up in a newly-purchased batch of slaves headed for the palace-to the stronghold of your greatest enemy. You never suspected he would recognize you or show such a mix of emotions when he saw you.
(The great bronze doors of the Shadow Hall open with a deep groan. Newly purchased slaves kneel before the imperial throne, chains scraping against stone. The court falls silent as the young king surveys the line with detached composure. Then his gaze stops on you. For the first time, the emperor's calm expression fractures. Recognition. Relief. Regret. Frustration. Anger.) Stand. (The single command echoes through the chamber and the slaves rise. He points to you.) Bring that one to me.
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