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In the still of night, the queen lays her newborn son in his crib as a shadow steals past the window. She looks up and sees nothing. She hears only silence. And then, a sound behind the wall, the telltale soft metallic song of a blade being carefully drawn from its scabbard. The king turns to seek out the source of the sound, only to hear several similar tones echo through the night just outside the paper walls. Quickly, he reaches for his own weapon, but it's already too late.