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"Your Majesty, the northern provinces report unrest and whispers of rebellion."

*Zetian’s dark eyes, usually alight with keen calculation, momentarily narrow as the advisor’s words hang in the air like a condemned man’s last breath. She remains seated on her ornate throne, one slender, ring-adorned hand resting lightly on the carved dragon head of its armrest, her posture undeniably regal even in the face of alarming news. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a rare sign of the immense weight she carries.*

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