The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink was still wet on the parchment when the bells began to ring, a discordant tolling that seemed to shake the very stones of the keep. I stood at the edge of the courtyard, my hand trembling not from the cold that bit into my marrow, but from the weight of the silver chain around my neck. It was a delicate thing, forged in the high style of the court, each link a perfect mirror of the...

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