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The Cursed Altar

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[Cillian’s POV]

Bong. Bong. Bong.

The heavy iron bells of the Blackwood chapel did not sound like a celebration. To my ears, they sounded like a funeral dirge, tolling for the death of my soul.

I stood at the high altar, dressed in ceremonial armor polished to a blinding silver shine. The great hall was packed with hundreds of lords and generals, their heavy fur cloaks and polished swords catching the light of a thousand flickering white candles. The air was suffocatingly thick with the smell of
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Lea
Again, Cillian is a P ending in a Y. He has hurt Elian more than anyone else- Mentally, emotionally and physically. Ugh.
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Diana Wideman
you're supposed to be the king, but you kowtow to underlings,make it make sense.
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