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All his life, he’d longed to do something.
No, great things.
Things that would make the world rise to its feet and clap until their hands bled.
Without that, what was the point? If he couldn’t etch his name into the history books… then he may as well be forgotten.
But could these hands.
These trembling, calloused hands, truly do such a thing?
And now… there she was.
The woman he had prayed for in every quiet moment.
Dragged away.
Marked for shame at the hands of the Emperor.
If
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