The Wistful Cipher

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You wake with the taste of iron and old blood on your tongue, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and burning tallow. You are in the Undercroft, a vaulted chamber of black stone that smells of centuries, where the shadows do not merely hide things but seem to breathe, expanding and contracting with a rhythm that has nothing to do with the heartbeat of the living. You are the King’s Hand,...

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