The Wistful Dinner

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The hall was a cavern of smoke and tallow light, the air thick with the scent of roasted lamb and wet wool. I stood at the edge of the long oak table, my hands trembling slightly as I adjusted the collar of my tunic. Around me, the men of the garrison laughed, their voices booming like distant thunder against the high stone walls. They were a proud lot, these soldiers of the King, their armor...

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