The Wistful Dinner

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The door was heavy oak, banded with iron that had rusted to the color of dried blood. Thomas stood before it, his hand resting on the cold iron handle. He was a soldier, though he had been out of uniform for three days. The uniform still clung to his skin, a second layer of sweat and fear. Behind him, the house waited. It was a large house, older than the kingdom, its stone walls sweating...

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