The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The banquet hall is a cavern of gold and silence, where the air hangs heavy with the scent of roasted pheasant and the faint, metallic tang of old fear, and you sit at the head of the table not because you are honored, but because you are the only one who still remembers how to hold a blade without trembling, though your hands are currently folded neatly in your lap, your knuckles white, your...

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