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“I’m still a long way from reaching the level of the venerable kings of old, and I don’t like flattery.”

Hadjar felt Traves trying to say something, but failing to do so. He’d been gagged and blindfolded, then chained to the floor.

“Excuse me, Your Majesty,” the second voice continued speaking after a moment’s pause. “Should I get things ready for a public execution?”

The Emperor said nothing. He approached Traves, who tried to reach for him to no avail.

“I told you the truth, my enemy. I had nothing to do with the death of your wife and child. By the High Heavens, what kind of monster would raise a hand against a baby?! I swear by my ancestors that I’ll find them and grant them a fate worse than death.”

Hadjar, like Traves, didn’t believe this usurper. Long ago, Gargan had been dishonorable enough to not only stage a coup in the capital, but to also completely destroy the entire Imperial family, including their cubs…

“You were deceived. I understand your rage. I understand it, but I
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