Kaleb Sparza
That morning, the Vareth Zero Point was crowded. The guillotine stood in the center of the square like an unquestionable symbol of the kingdom's order. The murmur of the crowd was low, expectant, almost reverent in the face of the law's severity. On the platform, Prince Kaleb Sparza effortlessly commanded silence. Tall, broad-shouldered, draped in his dark cloak, he stood motionless beneath the black porcelain mask that concealed his face. Only his right eye was visible; the left, blind and scarred by old burns, remained hidden in shadow. His presence was firm, intimidating, unyielding. Kneeling before the guillotine, hands bound, was Ben Zarco, one of the twins from the small town circus. His pale face contrasted with the harshness of the accusation against him: theft from the jewelry store in the northern district.
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That morning, the Vareth Zero Point was crowded. The guillotine stood in the center of the square like an unquestionable symbol of the kingdom's order. The murmur of the crowd was low, expectant, almost reverent in the face of the law's severity. On the platform, Prince Kaleb Sparza effortlessly commanded silence. Tall, broad-shouldered, drape...Leer más