The Distant Affair

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The Great Hall of the Whitmore Estate did not merely hold air; it held breath, a suspended, golden exhalation that smelled of beeswax, old oak, and the faint, metallic tang of impending violence. It was a cathedral of power, where the chandeliers hung like frozen stars above a sea of silk and stone, and every shadow cast by the crystal prisms seemed to whisper secrets to the floorboards. At the...

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