The Pale Circus
The Grand Hall of the Iron Crown was not built for warmth, but for the projection of absolute, unyielding power, a vast cylinder of polished obsidian and cold steel that echoed with the damp, rhythmic thrum of ten thousand heartbeats synchronized by the sheer weight of the King’s silence. At the center of this geometric perfection stood Sir Alaric Vane, the High Warden of the Royal Guard, his...
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