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A Death
He held his breath tighter than the knife he grasped. His goal: a young king’s death. Like a tree, the boy would be felled. Before he could throw-- a noise. He listened intently trying to hear. Never did he blink or lose poise. He fell, servant’s knife in his ear.
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