The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The banquet hall smelled of roasted pheasant and old stone, a scent that had permeated the very bones of the keep for three centuries, and Elara sat at the high table with her spine straight as a sword, her hands folded in her lap, watching the shadows dance across the floor. She was the oldest among them, older than the King, older than the Lords who sat to her left and right, and older than...

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