Preparations to secure the Third Prince's succession were accelerating at a furious pace. We operated like messengers moving through the shadows, constantly shuttling between the various ministers' estates to secretly meet with those who supported the Third Prince.
In those dimly lit studies, everyone sat huddled together, the heavy atmosphere thick enough to wring water from. The candlelight flickered, illuminating grave faces as we lowered our voices to discuss our strategy.
Every decision was weighed as though on a scale holding a thousand pounds, deliberated and considered countless times over, leaving no room for the slightest oversight. Every detail was scrutinized repeatedly, as if meticulously carving a precious work of art for fear of a single flaw.
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