The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The banquet hall of the High Keep smelled of roasted boar and wet wool, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of my throat. Torches hissed in their iron sconces, casting long, trembling shadows across the stone walls where tapestries of ancient, forgotten kings hung in tatters. I sat at the far end of the table, my hands resting on the polished wood, fingers stained with the green sap...

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