The Wistful Throne

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The banquet hall of the Ironworks sat beneath a ceiling of exposed rivets and soot-stained glass, the air thick with the smell of roasted goose and the metallic tang of impending rain. Margaret Holloway stood at the center of it, a figure of porcelain stillness amidst the chaos of three hundred guests. She wore a gown of deep burgundy velvet, the fabric heavy against her shoulders, a physical...

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