The Distant Temple

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted boar and old parchment. The air was thick, suspended in a haze of candlelight and the heavy, cloying scent of rosewater. You sat at the far end of the long oak table, your hands resting on the linen cloth, white and steady. Around you, the courtiers laughed, their voices sharp like shards of glass breaking against the stone floor. They spoke of the King’s...

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