The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The morning light did not break through the high, arched windows of the Grand Hall so much as it seeped into the room, a slow and viscous fluid that coated the marble floors in a pale, unyielding sheen. Eleanor Whitmore stood at the foot of the dais, her hands clasped so tightly before her that the knuckles had turned the color of old bone, and she watched the King, a figure of such profound...

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