The Wistful Throne

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The banquet hall in the basement of the Ministry of Internal Security was a place of polished obsidian and low, humming light, where the air tasted of stale cigar smoke and the metallic tang of expensive gin. It was a night designed to celebrate the unity of the department, a ritualistic feasting that had become less about camaraderie and more about the quiet, predatory assessment of one’s...

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