The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The fire did not start with a spark, but with a smell. It was the scent of sulfur and old parchment, a dry, choking odor that seemed to rise from the floorboards of the Great Hall itself. I stood at the edge of the circle, my hand resting on the hilt of a sword I had not drawn in twenty years, while the Chancellor’s guards fanned out around me like vultures sensing the scent of blood. My wife,...

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