The Pale Tale
"You have brought the rot into the hall," Lord Ashworth said, his voice not raised, yet it cut through the silence of the great room like a blade through wet wool. He stood by the fire, his back to me, the shadows clinging to his heavy velvet robe. The air in the chamber was thick, smelling of burning oak, damp stone, and the faint, cloying sweetness of the honeyed wine that sat untouched on...
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