Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Three: Duty 2

The crown felt heavier than a huge portion of oak wood, even though it wasn’t on Aaron’s head yet.

“All hail King Aaron…”

The words still echoed in his skull as he stood in the great hall, his body rooted like stone while the world swirled around him. Advisors whispered. Servants bustled. Guards s...

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