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The hall was thick with smoke and the smell of roasted lamb. We sat in the long oak tables, the guards standing like statues in the corners. I watched the meat. I watched the wine. I watched my hands. They were steady. They had to be. Thomas sat across from me. He looked tired. His armor was polished but his eyes were dull. He drank. He did not eat. You are quiet, he said. I am thinking, I...

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