Sample V-12: The Velvet Prison of Valerius
The castle of Valerius sat atop a jagged peak in the Alps, a monolith of black stone and frozen silence. Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of incense and old parchment. Valerius was a man of absolute order and absolute obsession. He was a collector of rare things—ancient manuscripts, extinct butterflies, and now, Seraphina. Seraphina had been sent to the castle as a political offering, a...
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