The kick landed hard enough to knock the air out of him. Do-won’s body folded in on itself, collapsing to the cold stone floor like a broken reed. His lips split against his teeth, and the sharp taste of iron flooded his mouth.The voice that followed was colder still."Oh, how I wish your mother had died before you were born." The king’s hiss lanced straight through him, deeper than any kick could. A second blow cracked into his ribs, sharp, relentless. He coughed, a ragged sound that spilled blood onto the tiles. His hands trembled as he tried to push himself up, but his body wouldn’t obey.“What… did I—” he gasped, his voice trembling. “—do?”Another kick slammed into the same spot. Pain flared white-hot. His father did not strike once or twice; he struck again and again, until Do-won felt the world blur at its edges and his chest rattled with blood.When the assault paused, it was not mercy. It was calculation.The king crouched, seized his son by the collar, and dragged him uprig
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