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The palace was something Griffith had only seen from the outside until now. It was fantastic. The luxurious decorations, the light that emanated even though it was the middle of the night.
He was walking down the corridor towards the royal chambers, where there was none other than the king himself waiting for him. It was a shock when his boss told them that his next client would be not someone high up, but the person highest.
*"This is the most important job I or you could ever have. Don't screw it up if you don't want your head to end up on a pike next to mine"*.
This was what he had been told.
He had heard all kinds of stories about him. And they weren't good stories, but he was confident. He was the best in the field and he was sure he could do it. He might was the king, but he was still just a man.
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