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Chapter 45
"Duke Valensia, you may continue your story," said His Majesty, his regal voice reverberating through the grand hall, a magnificent testament to the kingdom's splendor. Elaborate tapestries lined the walls, weaving tales of old, while golden chandeliers hung overhead, their flickering candles casting a soft glow that danced like fairies upon the marble floor. The air was infused with the fragrant scent of polished wood and rich incense, heightening the anticipation of the gathering. "Yes, Your Majesty," Duke Valensia replied, his chest rising as he took a deep, steadying breath. With a sense of urgency, he began his tale anew, allowing the gravity of the situation to fuel his words. "At the last gathering, I had the pleasure of introducing my esteemed carpenter to Duke Serion, believing t
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