The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The hall was not built for men, but for the echo of their silence, a vaulted expanse of marble and cold light where the air tasted of old stone and forgotten oaths. You stand at the periphery of the Great Court of King Aldric, a scholar in robes that have lost their sheen, your fingers trembling not from the chill but from the weight of the words you carry within you, words that are heavier...

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