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Chapter 1 The throne room was frozen in a suffocating silence. The metallic scent of blood lingered in the air, mingling with the cold seeping through the cracks in the stone walls. Upon the black stone throne, King Valerius von Ravencrest sat leisurely, his chin resting against one hand as his gaze remained fixed on Lord Dagh, who knelt on the floor with both hands bound in iron chains. Dagh's breathing was ragged. His body trembled, yet he still struggled to maintain what remained of his dignity. “Valerius... you can't simply kill me!” His voice echoed throughout the room. “The southern clans won't stand idly by! My death will ignite a great war!” Valerius slowly rose. His black wolf-fur cloak brushed against the stone floor as he descended from the throne. His footsteps remained calm as he passed the knights standing rigidly along the walls. He stopped before Dagh. “War?” Valerius repeated, as though he had just heard a terrible joke. Dagh swallowed hard. “Yes... war.” Valerius stared at him for several seconds. “The southern clans were already on their knees before sunrise.” Dagh froze. “There is nothing left of your family. And no one would be foolish enough to avenge the death of a traitor.” Valerius raised one hand. Sir Gareth Whiteblood immediately stepped forward and handed the double-edged execution sword to his king. Dagh struggled against his restraints. “Wait! Mercy, My Liege! I can give you all my wealth—” Slam! Valerius's iron boot struck Dagh in the chest, sending him crashing onto the stone floor. Valerius stepped closer. “No.” CRASH! One swing. Dagh's head was severed from his body and rolled several feet before stopping beside one of the knights. Blood spread across the floor beneath his body, which convulsed for a few moments before going still. Valerius…