The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The banquet hall smelled of roasted pork and wet wool, a thick, cloying mixture that seemed to hang in the stagnant air like a second skin, pressing against my lungs and the heavy, furrowed brows of the men who sat around the long oak table. We were the keepers of the peace in this forgotten corner of the kingdom, a time when the law was not written in stone but carved into the flesh of those...

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