The Wistful Mirror

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The banquet hall was hung with tapestries dyed in colours that had no proper name — a purple that leaned toward bruise, a gold that leaned toward rust, and a green the colour of old coins. Sir Edmund Ashworth sat at the high table with a goblet in one hand and a silence in the other, listening to the noise of three hundred guests dissolve itself into something almost bearable. He was a soldier...

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