The Wistful Throne

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The great hall of King Aldous smelled of roasted boar and wet wool. It was a smell that clung to the skin, a heavy, cloying perfume of power that filled the vaulted ceilings where the torches sputtered in the draft. In the center of the room, upon a dais of black stone, sat the King. He was a small man, but he wore his crown with the weight of a mountain. His eyes were bright, sharp as flint,...

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