The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The banquet hall of the Iron Keep smelled of roasted boar, stale wine, and the metallic tang of fear, a scent that clung to the wool of your doublet and settled in the back of your throat like a stone, while the torches flickered against the high, vaulted ceilings casting long, trembling shadows that danced across the faces of the Lord’s courtiers, who sat in rigid, silent rows, their eyes...

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