Zarek’s POVAlistair, my steward, entered my room right as the clock struck six. Punctual as ever.Without waiting for me to address him, he announced, “The first set of this year’s tributes are waiting just outside, your majesty.”I flicked my fingers, voice cold, “Let the first one in.”Sometimes,
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