The Distant Affair
The candlelight in the great hall of Ashworth Manor does not flicker; it burns with a steady, terrible clarity that reveals every crack in the stone and every tremor in the hand of the man standing before you. You are Thomas, a man of the Crown, a soldier who has traded the mud of foreign wars for the silent, suffocating weight of duty within these walls. Your wife, Eleanor, sits at the head of...
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