The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-18 02:33:27 -

The hall smelled of roasted boar and old stone. Cael sat on a stool. His legs were short. They dangled. The table was high. He watched the hands of the lords. They cut meat. They wiped their mouths. They spoke little. The air was thick. It pressed down. He was twelve. He was small. He was the King’s son. Or so they said. He felt hollow. The stone walls watched him. They were cold. They were...

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