The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The air in the great hall of Ashworth Castle was thick with the scent of roasted pheasant and stale beeswax. It hung heavy, a tangible weight against your skin, suffocating in its richness. You sat at the lower end of the long oak table, your hands folded in your lap, the fabric of your woolen dress rough against your knuckles. The candles flickered in the draft that slipped through the stone...

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