The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The Great Hall of the Blackwood Citadel did not smell of rot, as one might expect of a place where the air itself seemed to have forgotten how to move, but rather of stale incense, wet stone, and the faint, metallic tang of old blood that had seeped into the flagstones centuries ago and never fully dried. Sir Julian Ashworth stood at the threshold, his armor heavy upon his shoulders not with...

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