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“Arther, what is first on the agenda?" ... "The same as ever, Highness. Elections, land, and entitlements." Arther had learned to mask much of his distaste at that last word, but his lips still puckered as if it soured his tongue. ... Entitlements. Leesha hated the word, too, but not for the same reason as Arther. It was a cold word, used by those with full bellies to bemoan feeding those without.”

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The Skull Throne

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Peter V. Brett
Peter V. Brett

Peter V. Brett, born on February 8, 1973, is an American novelist known for his works that blend fantasy and horror elements. His writing has gained him a significant following among readers. more

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