The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The mud was red, a thick, cloying sludge that sucked at my boots with the persistence of a living thing. I stood in the center of the great hall, the air thick with the smell of iron and wet wool, my hands still trembling from the weight of the sword I had just sheathed. The King sat upon the throne, a figure of stillness amidst the chaos, his eyes fixed on me with a gaze that felt heavier than...

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