The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The great hall of the Citadel of Orenthos smelled of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear, a scent that hung heavy in the air like a shroud, thick and suffocating, settling into the wool of the tunics worn by the hundreds of soldiers who sat in rigid rows on the stone benches, their eyes fixed not on the food before them, but on the high dais where the High Warden...

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