The silence had a sound.
It clung to the walls of the palace room like wet smoke—thick, bitter, choking.
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A student who's learning and striving to be independent
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Chapter 4 (A war of words)
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The silence had a sound.
It clung to the walls of the palace room like wet smoke—thick, bitter, choking.
A student who's learning and striving to be independent
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