The Faded Masquerade

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The air in the ballroom of the Ashworth Estate smelled of stale wax, damp wool, and the faint, cloying sweetness of the chocolate truffles on the silver platters. They sat in rows of glossy, dark squares, untouched, waiting to be consumed by mouths that were too busy speaking to eat. Elias stood near the foot of the grand staircase, his small hands clasped behind his back, watching the swirl of...

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