The Faded Frontier

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The feast was a riot of gold and wine. The Great Hall of Oakhaven blazed with a hundred tallow candles. Their flames danced wildly, casting long, trembling shadows against the stone walls. The air was thick. It smelled of roasted boar, stale beer, and sweat. Laughter echoed off the vaulted ceiling. It was sharp. It was cruel. Elias stood at the far end of the room. He wore a tunic of grey wool....

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