The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink was still wet when the letter arrived, smelling faintly of lavender and iron. Elias Thorne held the parchment in hands that trembled not from cold, but from the weight of a secret he had carried for thirty years. He was a man of the court, a scribe of low rank but exacting precision, tasked with recording the petty grievances of the lesser nobles. But for three decades, he had been...

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