The Wistful Throne

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The hall smells of stale ale and iron. You stand at the center. The firelight catches the brass on your chest. It glints. It is bright. It is too bright. Around you, the men of the Iron Guard drink. They laugh. The sound is like grinding stones. They do not look at you. They look through you. They look at the fire. They look at their own hands. You are the captain. You are the shield. But...

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