The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 20:21:28 -

The banquet hall smelled of wax and stale wine. It was a large room, high ceilings, dust motes dancing in the shafts of gray light. Sir Julian sat at the head of the table. He was a merchant. He traded in silk and salt. His hands were rough. His fingers were long. He looked at his hands. They were shaking. The King sat across from him. The King was old. His face was a map of wrinkles. He wore a...

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