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Epilogue

Author: E.B. Eaklor
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“King Emerik!”

Sir Andric’s voice echoed in the Throne Room as the Knight hurriedly approached. Light from the large skylight above illuminated the area surrounding the thrones with an almost mystical glow. King Emerik and Queen Adalyn paused, having just stepped down from the high seats.

The room was mostly empty, as the last of the petitioners and Lords had been dismissed shortly before. Only a pair of guards remained, posted on either side of the large entry doors, and a pair of Pages lingered outside of the side entry near the thrones.

The royal couple paused at Andric’s call, turning to face him as he approached and knelt. “Majesty,” he said, then nodded to Adalyn. “Your Grace.”

“What is it, Sir Andric?” asked Emerik.

Sir Andric rose, wearing an expression of anxiety. “I bring grim news, Majesty. The Citadel has been taken.”

“What?” Emerik looked from Andric to Adalyn, who wore a similar expression of surprise. “How? By who, Knight?”

“The Alva’himar, Majesty. It would app
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