Sample V-14: The Last Waltz of the Empire
The year was 1912, and the Austro-Hungarian Empire was a dying beast, beautiful and bloated, unaware that the clock was ticking toward its final hour. Konstantin was a prince of the blood, a man who spent his days in the gilded halls of Vienna and his nights in the clandestine salons of the intelligentsia. To the court, he was a decadent dandy, a man who cared more for the cut of his lapel than...
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