The Wistful Throne

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The gavel struck the mahogany surface with a sharp, final crack that echoed through the high vaulted ceiling of the family hall. Eleanor Vance stood in the center of the room, her spine rigid as a wire, while the three elders of the Whitmore Council sat before her on their carved thrones. They were men of immense girth and silence, their faces obscured by the shadow of their heavy wool caps....

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