The Imperial Jewel

A glint of brilliance caught my sharp gaze from across the rug. Leaving my armchair throne for a brief campaign, I marched onto the low coffee table to inspect the prize: a polished glass marble resting beside a ceramic mug. I seized the heavy sphere with both hands, its cool surface rolling under my grip. In its curved distortion, the entire room seemed to warp and bow around me. I shoved the sphere to the center of the table, claiming it as the first royal jewel of my realm.

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