The Wistful Throne
The oak chair in the center of the Great Hall was not merely a piece of furniture, but a mouth that had chewed on centuries of silence. It sat beneath the high, vaulted ceiling of Ashworth Manor, a structure so old that the stones seemed to breathe with the dampness of the earth below, and the chair, with its high back carved from a single, gnarled trunk, waited for a king who had long since...
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