The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-20 06:16:07 -

The hall smelled of wax and old blood. It was a smell I had carried for twenty years. It sat in the back of my throat, a bitter taste that no amount of wine could wash away. I stood in the center of the Grand Antechamber. The stone floor was cold. My boots made no sound. I was a man of duty. A soldier. My uniform was dark, pressed tight against my ribs. My hand rested on the hilt of my sword....

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