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The hall was a cavern of stone and shadow, lit by hundreds of bees of tallow that hung from the high vaults on chains of black iron, and the air was thick with the scent of roasted boar, stale wine, and the metallic tang of fear that clings to a room where men believe they are gods, and we sat at the long table beneath the painted ceiling where the kings of old were shown riding into a sky that...
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