The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The banquet hall of the Keep was a cavern of stone and shadow, lit by hundreds of tallow candles that melted into pools of wax on the silver trays. The air was thick with the scent of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the heavy, metallic tang of unwashed bodies. Ser Elias Thorne sat at the lower end of the long oak table, his armor polished to a mirror sheen, the steel catching the flickering...

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