The Distant Temple

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted goose and old stone. Margaret Holloway sat at the head of the long oak table, her fingers stained with wine. She was beautiful in the way that a broken vase is beautiful, all sharp edges and sudden light. The King looked at her. He always looked at her. It was his job. It was the job of the crown, to look, to judge, to take. "More wine, Margaret," the King...

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