Sample-The-Imperial-Cipher-V06-202606041825.txt
## The Imperial Cipher The drawing room of the Foreign Office was thick with the scent of Earl Grey and old parchment. Lord Sterling adjusted his monocle, staring at the cipher on the mahogany table. Outside, the London fog pressed against the windows like a living thing, grey and suffocating. Sterling was the Empire's most trusted ghost. He didn't fight wars with cannons; he fought them with...
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